Scorpene
submarine sinks into the deep
In
the dark blue sea it sends signals
Nobody
picks it up for days
The
signals nobody wants to hear
The
blood on its body
The
way of truth hide away
The
crying of distress
In
the dark blue sea
The
ghost of the past
The
Mongolian beauty can't sleep at all
In
her darkest world of pieces joined
She
wants her dues long time coming
The
pieces of her time
Scattered
in C4 on a land alien to her soul
Now
she wakes up in the floating air
The
ghost of her time searching for her home
The
scorpene submarine
In
the dark blue sea the signals nobody hear
The
ghost of the past
Slowly
the pieces will be joined
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