image by Nejat Talas143 it's a long way to go / a black angel at your side / the sirens call a sailor to die / enchanted by the sound, his desires have been found / in his mind, his life is rushing by / all this while, the storm it rages on / he's turning old, he shall never return / sail on to the eternal reward...
The Cult, from Black Angel
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