Scourge
Stretched through underwater glass long and cruelly curved
Stretched through underwater glass long and cruelly curved
Foreign to the waters,
My face is filled with blood
As I drown, dragged from ocean to ocean
As I drown, dragged from ocean to ocean
Oh joyless joy, to feel the stripes, salted bloody cross my back
Oh joyless joy, to feel the stripes, salted bloody cross my back
And trembling there
Autor(es): Natalia Lincoln
