Waves colder over my sails -
Visions of doom and the frauds I despise;
Mermaid so cruel and her somber long veils -
Bottomless fall in a circle of lies.
In this wasteland I can nothing to do -
So tonight I will die on this shores;
When truth become lie, and lie become true
In the hands remain only dust and remorse.
The map to the future lies ragged apart,
The compass to home is broken -
Then my dreams will be the very worst part,
When everything evil became done, not just spoken. ...