Bedowyn - O' Bitter Sea

O' Bitter Sea


The salt and mist are moving into me.
Confuse a whisper with my reality.
I'm now a bastard of the open sea,
I pray to Oden that he sets me free.

Now you die.
Your light shows me the way.

Bruised and beaten I beg for death,
holding onto wreckage with every breath.
The Krakken passes below my feet.
Remaining still I will not choose defeat.

I feel the passion of the nausea burn,
look to myself remember what I've learned.
From the distance, a guided flash:
A pyramid is where my body will crash.