Lyrics The Mariner's Cutlass - At The Throne Of Judgment

The Mariner's Cutlass

Like Jason and The Argonauts
It is treasure and plunder that we sought
In the end it was our destiny as failures to rot in the sea
Sea faring into the gale we prepare to sail forever ever more on the galley
Forged by my hands, we are deplored
The Four winds taunting and the guiding lights amidst embarking on a voyage
Enshrouded in forbidding mists, clenching our wrists, clenching our fists
«From the North we hear the calling yet the Cardinal that once flew
Is dashed a strew with it’s crimson feathers descending upon the beguiled crew»
«We are a few … Damned, is it me or is it you?»
Hear my plea maidens of the deep, Ministers of Sedition;
I’ll demonstrate this decree, I will throw his body into the seas
(Feasting on his royal flesh with no heed to his «designation»)
We are searching for a prosperous destination
Destitution is plaguing our realm, but by the mast we are bound
Sea faring into the gale we prepare to sail forever ever more on the galley
Forged by my hands, we are deplored
«From the North we hear the calling yet the Cardinal that once flew
Is dashed a strew with it’s crimson feathers descending upon the beguiled crew»
«Standing, here, before Neptune’s bounteous abode
Nautical beings rise from the sea screaming mutiny
«Why do I clench this ivory hilt?
This was the vision I once dreamed to build»
Ravishing the commander with thy blade it was I who was saved