At a forgotten seashore
Of black rocks and gray soil
There it stands, the village
Of the people of the sea
Where the sun shines no more
Where the seagulls fly no more
The children of dragon
Breed their race in silence
In houses of stone they live
Disturbing, grim and cold
Cold like their hearts and flesh
Cold like the eyes of their god
People of the sea
Between two words they live
Phantoms of the water
A nightmare coming from the deep
Descendants of a race
Beyond time, beyond mankind
Half fish, half men, half gods
Their Gorgon queen awaits the dawn
Watching with their fishy eyes
Killing with their fish-like hands
Using the mortal men as cells
Weaving their domination
So brave sailors mark my words
If fate leads you at their shore
Fear not to die by your own hand
Or else they will have your soul