Centuries ago I came from below. Our name is legion - For many I am. Magical spawn from unholy womb. Flashing with red eyes I haunt in the night. . Heart cold.
The siren is whining. It's time for clear ship again. The heart beat's pounding. Pumped with adreline. The crew's so tired and fed up. They want to go back home.
For many years they've waited now to go back home. Over the seas in ships of purest gold. For milleniums I have endured their purity. It's time to rise, their end is near.