MAIDEN'S LOCKER from TEMPEST (Digital) by BURIED HORSES

LYRICS:
It was eerily still on the virgin dawn. I hear sea bells singing in the shallows. Take a crooked course when I was on my watch. We were drifting for the tempest core. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters, waters upon me. Floating down into my tomb. It was too late now to abandon it. The morn broke with no sun. Encompassed by a stormy shell my faith was in the needle’s arm. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters upon me. Lockered now inside her chest. Taking in the water on my infant breath with my foetal eyes won’t recognise. The tables had turned, I was never to learn I would die upon the hard sea floor. Well I awoke suddenly to the fate of a sea and waters, waters upon me. Binded arms were at the helm. Gaping cracks, infested hull. The belly was splintering, my body asleep within. But her water sickly deep and so I feared a death at sea. The pain adorned her form. The maiden dead and I still born. I was eerily still on that final dawn. The rain, the tears, echo from the below. She took a jagged course upon god’s watch. She was taken by the tempest core. The maiden was deathly calm. The maiden dead and I still born. The maiden dead and I still born. The pain adorned her form. The maiden dead and I still born.

PAINTING:
Maritime ex-voto, The Żabbar Sanctuary Museum, 1700

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