It's my Sunday best Leaves, mulch, and such Corinth is waiting! So come unbound, You whirling dervish devil And follow the trail Of Anabeth to board The ominous (Oh child!); The brooding Dark ark. We departed on faith Under a shape shifting moon (It was!) And they called us on deck, Where seagulls squandered Piercing calls. This dark ark is forever Melting me Into floating wisps Of smoke upon the sea. "I fear we've passed (Oh captain!) Fast away we shan't be free If only this dark ark Will carry us to destiny" Days of wander; Water in a fury shelled. Our hopes are dashed. My Anabeth, be mine(be mine!) Be mine in the storm. Be mine and your own. I will jump soon enough To writhe, drown, and be yours. (I'll be yours in time!) This place is damned. They found you cursed; A corpse in lifeless coil. (Oh love!) We shall never reach the shores. Corinth lies in some dreams, Where we are saved. But this dark ark; This evil pressing silence Will see our doom In ocean's clutching cold. "I fear we've passed (Oh captain!) Fast away we shan't be free If only this dark ark Will carry us to destiny"