Fathoms of the Cursed
2024-04-17
Gemaakt door Nagarakta met Udio AI
Fathoms of the Cursed
2024-04-17
Lyrics
The curse, it fell, a shroud of blight, upon the crew, a spectral plight, The albatross, a precious soul, its life cut short, they paid the toll. 9 fathoms deep their souls remain, whispering they are my bane, Till absolution's light is known, my mind will never rest alone.
