Dragged to an Ocean Grave

Touched by darkness and abandoned by light Lost at sea. A vessel of damnation, a cursed voyage The broken mast torn free. Sent by the church to bury the evidence Manuscripts in blood. Taken from the souls struck down by the inquisitors Alive on burning poles. Pulled by black currents below, the dark one has a hold. This ship will not reach it's final port it will be dragged to the depths Struggling crusaders scurry like rats To their life boats. The ocean bed covered in black oil Covering all that remains above One by one the survivors fade Slowly being dragged to their ocean grave There unholy shipment washing away Back into the unknown where they shall stay And in their final resting place Deep below the darkness they will face Our dark lords secrets fade Until the final judgement day