It's gracious, you know. The ocean waves. An ever-eternal sea of the mind. But it's bad that it is never calm. The coast dwindles. The constant beating waves tear down the land.
We too, shall sink, beneath the brine.
But we will lay forgotten more than Atlantis.
And its grave shall be more seeked before ours. Forever.
We too, shall sink, beneath the brine.
But we will lay forgotten more than Atlantis.
And its grave shall be more seeked before ours. Forever.