Down by the sounding sea Drawn to the lure of a siren’s melody to the tempting sweeping of the waves to the calling of a mellow grave Yon all wonder and yon all dreams Can’t strive against giving in And she siren angelique invoke my endless sleep
Come with me into the deep I’ll lead you on through the seas of infinte sleep
I stand upon the sweeping shore A frozen heart won’t thrive no more A velvet voice is calling me yon this scornful deep blue sea Take my hand, I’ll follow thee into the sombre placid deep Beyond the waves and far beneath where I can rest, forever free
I’m going under In writhes I’m going down in a lunar sea on the siren’s night Beneath the surface I choke...tenderly drown and a thousand scornful sirens come around