The Silent Cartographer

This war has a price you know
This crew will not stay silent
This bow will never hold
As these waves crash beneath us

This ship is going down
Wait for me
At the bottom of the sea

Cries and bloodstained apologies
Know no Ground
On this ship
Destined to drown
Since port I heard this whisper

"Afloat with anchors drawn
You will see the bottom"
(Of the sea)

Say goodbye with dead lips
Open these eyes
Which blood drips

And as my wounds are open
I shed not a tear
As my dreams are forgotten
I see a shattered mirror
Reflеcting the freezing image
And blood red fеar
This Vile Purging
Knows not an end

You can't stop this now
It’s only just begun

This is Terror
At its finest