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The Maiden And The MarinerI knew that when I saw herI would make her mine Take my fill of her pretty flesh And gift her corpse to the inky brine Her hair was the colour of the dawn Her knowing smile divine Her skin as pale as the hungry moon And yet her eyes seemed much older than her time Could I have been anymore arrogant? To believe myself the greater evil There are things much older than I could ever dream That lurk in forgotten places of the world She led me on a merry chase Through dark deserted streets I ran till my lungs where fire Down towards the sound of the sea Through crooked alys that seemed to close behind me Out onto a lonely little beach I cornered her in quiet secluded culvert To my surprise she smiled and beckoned me The bitch was a sea frett, poured into woman flesh Horrified I spied the seething mass she hid beneath her dress Her body split throat to navel, a new maw in her chest She peered at me with ancient eyes and I forsaw my death Then I knew how it was to be the prey Her tendrils caught my limbs before I could escape She slid her teeth into me gentle as a lover As she dragged me to the sea I knew my life was over |