Most are told to stay awake
In slumber will you depart
Some men will sail out to sea to feed the endless hunger
A maiden's voice will carry on reminding him of a past
Shores surround
The black night's water silences the mightiest of screams
Torn to shreds by her song, leaving only one left
Luring men to vessels, set out to embrace enchanted seas
When asked of happenings, their hands would tremble
It is not for the blade to protect. It is the name engraved on the handle
A chest holds the names in no particular order
Ask why they were taken
One was left to send the rest out to sea