The Abyss Calls

In the void where shadows cling,

The abyss calls, it spreads its wings.

Silent whispers, echoes grow,

A blackened tide that pulls below.

Through endless waves of brine and stone,

The ocean hums a cursed tone.

Where sunken ghosts and memories lie,

Beneath the depth where light will die.

Oh, the abyss calls, it pulls us near,

A siren's song we’re meant to hear.

In the dark where time stands still,

The hollow void bends to its will.

The currents twist like serpent’s breath,

A dance of life, a waltz with death.

Lost horizons fade from sight,

Devoured whole by endless night.

No anchor holds, no tether saves,

We drift as one in liquid graves.

The stars above, they turn away,

As shadows rise to claim the day.

Oh, the abyss calls, it pulls us near,

A siren's song we’re meant to hear.

In the dark where time stands still,

The hollow void bends to its will.

And so we fall, a fleeting breath,

Into the arms of the ocean's death.

The abyss calls, and we descend,

A journey to the nameless end.