My head come dropping,
Thoughts are in war with my psyche -
My captainship shows no sign of nike;
Nacreous achievements of mine are emaciating.
Where is the compass of my voyage?
I couldn't figured my direction in my chilly carriage.
I'm directed by the wind from the east and south
Taking me to insidious hade's mouth.
Our situation is no far from Jonah's ordeal
We cast a lot to seek who offended Poseidon-
To be sacrifice to clear our path from Aquageddon
Our goods are thrown into the deep.
My head is buried is in shame,
And my crew pointed their index-fingers at me,
Like an iniquitous fellow.
The echoed to cast me to the deep like Jonah-
I became motionless like a graven image;
I couldn't control my crew anymore.
Poseidon and men are against a lonely head
Who shall saved me from the wrath of men and Aqua?
I'm drowning in the deep of muddiness.
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