A storm is loosed upon the sea
Whose eye is stained with tears
A wretch hell-bound and bent on blood
The makings of the fearful's fears
The tide it stole away her grace
The depths, they wouldn't claim her
A toil begat by father's blood
This path was laid before her
The tide it stole away her grace
The depths, they wouldn't claim her
A toil begat by father's blood
- You want to tell me what happened to Piney?
- You should know, you're Clay's boy
This path was laid before her
- What are you talking about?
Clay killed my old man
- No, no, Opis
This path was laid before her
- He killed my wife, now my father
Did you know? Did you know? (know [?x])
(..)
The tide it stole away her grace
The depths, they wouldn't claim her
A toil begat by father's blood
This path was laid before her
Redemption borne by brigand's blood
A blight upon the darkness
The pact embraced, a road unsought
The maiden of death won't be
Together we rise, we set the ground foundation