Dragged To An Ocean Grave

Touched by darkness and abandoned by light

Lost at sea.

A vessel of damnation, a cursed voyage

The broken mast torn free.

Sent by the church to bury the evidence

Manuscripts in blood.

Taken from the souls struck down by the inquisitors

Alive on burning poles.

Pulled by black currents below, the dark one has a hold.

This ship will not reach it's final port it will be dragged to the depths

Struggling crusaders scurry like rats

To their life boats.

The ocean bed covered in black oil

Covering all that remains above

One by one the survivors fade

Slowly being dragged to their ocean grave

There unholy shipment washing away

Back into the unknown where they shall stay

And in their final resting place

Deep below the darkness they will face

Our dark lords secrets fade

Until the final judgement day