Three Nights In The Mediterranean Sea

A never told, inner story of myself
For my darkest trip in my mind's open sea
Watery nights, with ropes and sails and creatures
Creatures of the "everything" and "nothing".

From the Spanish shores to the Greek islands
One of the most terrifying seas of the known world
With invulnerable pirates who fear the night
Because the night always bring out the inner world.

I left a life behind me, for i had to feed my needs
An anxious spirit, among a lazy pair of eyes
I knew that i would never return
But i walked ahead i did not care...

And the trip had begun through the deep waters
Without fear i stood on the wooden prow
As the wildly waves had crashed onto the vessel
And me, a pale sailor, crossing the sea
And on the first night i saw the creatures of the sky
Flying around me, like shadows, bloodthirsty but fair
Τhey had been waiting for my failure
The disastrous moment of my life.

And on the second night i was there upright
Fighting my thoughts, my waverings, my fears
And the creatures of the land had come for me
And swallowed the thoughts, and ate the fears.

And the waters became deeper and unworldly
And the sky turned black.

On the third night i met myself
And the creatures of the abyss
grabbed me to the bottom. And i am dead
I am dead. I am dead. I am dead.