My Dying Bride - Hail Odysseus

He surely sails on tameless seas With idle hours in devils hands One hundred men on tameless seas Always searching for sacred land Rain lashing raw shoulders So heave, onwards, and heave again! With wrists bangled in scars again From below, she watched only him Secretly, she watched only him Stowaway, she crept so grim He surely sails enchanted seas Hearing voices he believes Hail Odysseus, come to us So heave onwards and heave toward us With wrists bangled with gold and stars And from below she screams out ‘No! Odysseus, please don’t go’! And you must fear the voice you hear Already now, they’re so near ‘And you will fall at the sirens call, into their poisoned claws!’ Fearing loss she watched them go The sirens, she thought, take me From below, she leapt into the sea From the sea to the land, greeting her, a golden hand ‘Welcome child, to our isle, become one, take my hand’ So it was, a new voice sung aloud from the sand ‘So now sing, lure them in, Odysseus can be your king The only way to love him, dear child, is to sing them in’ And so it was, the crew were lost, even brave Odysseus Into her arms forevermore, she sings no longer on the shore