Sirens In The Dark

In 1682 there was nothing they could do. A ship full of people sank to the bottom. Sirens - In the dark. A Laugh of joy, the sailors was their toys. Cold and rain, screams of pain. Hell - not heaven, blinded by beauty. Sirens - In the dark Beauty, beauty. Here I come. I'm far away from home. Eternal sleep down in the deep. Someone is collecting souls. Calling - Why were they calling