No sails to be hoist in the morning
No way, just empty horizons
And deaf is all noise in the cold spray
But loud tears what come in mind
Tears what comes in mind

Slow rot all earthly shells
Embrace a thousand hells

Alone in a pit with the demons
Engreased by festering grotesque
Immured every limb without movement
Long nights 'til suddenly smoke lasers light
'Til fires for the Count's rise blaze bright

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

Waterhells song meanings
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