The Harbor Incident Lyrics - Monks Of Doom

Into the vigil from hiding 

His exile was now almost up 

Pockets were teeming with spare change 

And his mind was eating it up 

He'd savored the peace that he'd had but 

Now he scans the horizon 

Waiting for this storm to pass 

Always waiting in silence 

Just biding his time 

And happened on a young lady 

Up from the depths of despair 

She spoke with a twist on her tongue 

And a marvelous look in her eye 

She's said, Think before the next time 

You take yourself out onto the sea 

And go dancing with that grand old man 

Sometimes, he plays very gently 

But he's just biding his time 

Into the harbor came once a clipper ship 

Sails torn and listing severe 

When 

(Tide it had slipped) 

The rats jumped ship 

As if they had something to fear 

The captain it seems was buried at sea 

His madness had taken its toll 

The crew headed into the bars of the town 

To drink away all of their cares 

They had waited for this day for years 

One tiny bottle that floats on the sea 

Serves as a warning for those who might dream 

For those who pursue their obsessions 

The wind carries in it the screams 

Of the journeyman lost on the ocean 

Teased by a beauty who rose from the waves 

A rebirth, a watery grave 

Down in the depths she savors her prize 

She's just biding her time