From love to hate,
From hate to war.
This tide will rise,
And crash ashore.
As he spots my ship,
The bell is rung.
Our cannons rise
This war's begun.
I swing around,
My engine purrs.
The first strike hits,
A blow for sure.
I hear the crew yell,
I hear them scream.
I look at him,
And my eyes beam.
The ocean is stirring,
And our ships grow nearer.
His blood is what I see,
And I can taste his fear.
With not a second to lose,
Another cannon blows.
Less mates on my ship,
Was only left to know.
He then puts up his flag,
He stares me down.
I stare at him back,
I want him to drown.
I blew another cannon,
Directly his way.
I wanted this to be,
His very last day.
What once was love,
Has changed it's form.
The burden shared,
That caused this storm.
