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Beneath the unforgiving ocean lies the shattered remains of a once magnificent vessel, where tragedy has become an eternal prison. What began as an innocent voyage ended in catastrophe, leaving behind hundreds of lost souls and a grieving child who could not comprehend a world without the people he loved. An instrument once blessed with the extraordinary gift of granting the living one final farewell has become something far more sinister. Twisted by ancient corruption and overwhelming sorrow, its sacred purpose has been perverted into an instrument of imprisonment. Within the depths, a child who sought nothing more than his parents' embrace has transformed his desperate longing into a supernatural nightmare, unknowingly condemning countless souls to share his suffering.
There is a terrifying difference between refusing to forget someone and refusing to let them go. Love, when consumed by grief and desperation, can become a force of unimaginable cruelty, especially when wielded by someone too young to understand the consequences of their actions. Within a vast underwater graveyard, the dead are denied their eternal rest, forced to rise again and again beneath an unending curse. Every shattered body, every wandering spirit, and every haunting echo of a long forgotten disaster becomes another unwilling participant in a desperate attempt to reverse the irreversible. Yet no matter how many souls are imprisoned, how many times the dead are summoned, or how fiercely the ocean itself is commanded to obey, the one thing that matters remains forever out of reach. What makes this tragedy truly horrifying is not the cruelty of its creator, but the innocence buried beneath it. A child who never learned how to say goodbye has created a world where nobody else is allowed to.
Lyrics:
[Intro]
They said you were waiting below.
I came as quickly as I could.
[Verse 1]
They told me of the Seraph's gilded halls,
Of Mother's light that held the sea at bay,
Of Father lost beneath the final squall,
Of Marwick's bow that prayed their souls away.
They sailed me to the wreck, beyond the shore;
I held the little boat he'd given me.
"They wait below," they said. I wanted more
Than just a cold and quiet grave at sea.
[Pre Chorus]
I jumped with Father's ship in hand,
I followed what they said.
The sea took me; the strings took hold,
And would not let me rest.
[Chorus 1]
Play, my Blood Violin, play,
Let the blackened ocean rise.
If the sea can take forever,
I can steal it from the tide.
No goodbye, no final shore,
Let the dead beneath me know:
Till my mother takes my hand
And my father calls me home,
Nobody gets to go.
[Verse 2]
Godfather's Heartstring offered one last word,
A borrowed breath before the soul found peace;
But by the Teeth, its benediction blurred,
The bow forgot the meaning of release.
I built the Undying Heart of wreck and stone;
The drowned march up when I demand they rise.
Break every bone, their ghosts still sing my song;
Not one gets past these storm repeating skies.
[Pre Chorus]
I tune the strings to Mother's name,
To Father's voice across the spray;
A thousand mouths respond instead,
And none can say what you would say.
[Chorus 2]
Play, my Blood Violin, play,
Let the blackened ocean rise.
If the sea can take forever,
I can steal it from the tide.
No goodbye, no final shore,
Let the dead beneath me know:
Till my mother takes my hand
And my father calls me home,
Nobody gets to go.
[Instrumental Solo]
[Interlude]
Mother?... Father?
No. Not those voices.
Again.
[Bridge]
Don't call it love if love means leaving.
Don't preach of peace to one who drowned.
Your tender mercy had an ending,
I tore the ending from the sound.
Let all the dead become my choir!
Let every shattered mast resound!
I'll play the night the Seraph vanished
Till that one perfect note is found.
And if a thousand souls must suffer,
WHY should I be alone down here?
[Chorus 3]
Play, my Blood Violin, play,
Let the blackened ocean rise.
If the sea can take forever,
I can steal it from the tide.
No goodbye, no final shore,
Let the dead beneath me know:
Till my mother takes my hand
And my father calls me home,
Nobody gets to go.
[Outro]
Again the storm. Again the sea.
The captive choir sways and sways.
I used to know the sound of home,
Now all I know is how to play.
[Final Flourish]
Again.
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