[APPROACHING STORM:]
Our ship now listless drifting aimlessly through the tide
This calm before the storm screams over high
This must be madness cause the sky is growing blacker
Than the shadow of a dead star in regression of its power
If the darkness that surrounds you leaves you nowhere you can run to
I impolore you fall down to your knees
And pray these tentacles released their grip

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