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[Intro]
[Low male chant]
Salt on the timber, black water below
The mast bends its neck where the cold currents blow
[Verse 1: male vocal]
We left from Gravesend with a ration of rum
Now every wave says the reckoning’s come
The compass spins circles, the lantern burns green
And something keeps knocking beneath the keel beam
[Verse 2: female vocal]
You bolted the hatch, but the salt finds a seam
We learned your names in the foam of your dream
Your warm little hearts make a feast in the rain
Come lower the ladder, come loosen the chain and faint from the pain!
[Pre-Chorus: male vocal]
Oars in the darkness, hands on the line
Pray to the drowned ones and pray they are kind
[Chorus: Duet]
[ male vocal]
Haul, brothers, haul, though the black tide climbs
Keep one hand on the rope, keep one eye on the brine
[ female vocal]
Call, little sailors, your bell has been rung
We will peel back the night with our teeth and our tongues
[ Together ]
The storm takes the ship, the deep takes the crew
No shore keeps a promise, no grave keeps you
[Verse 3: male vocal]
Old Merrin saw fingers rise over the rail
They wore wedding rings made of barnacle scale
Our cook dropped the cleaver; the galley went still
Then a voice through the fog asked us who we would kill
[Verse 4: female vocal]
We remember your mothers, your harbors, your beds
We borrow their voices to call you ahead
The rain fills your lungs and the moon loses form
Come sleep in our gardens beneath the storm
[Bridge: male vocal]
If morning survives us, let no one record
The shape in the water that swallowed the sword
[female vocal, softly]
There is no morning beneath our blue door
[male vocal]
Then nail down the hatch—
[female vocal]
We are already aboard
[Final Chorus: female vocal]
[ female vocal]
Haul, brothers, haul, but the rope has gone slack
The sea has a mouth and it’s opening black
[ female vocal]
Call, little sailors, let the last lantern sway
Your bones will make rafters where pale children play
[ Together ]
The storm takes the ship, the deep takes the crew
The dark has a hunger, and it has learned you
[Outro: female vocal]
Hush now, weary ones, drift where we lead
The tide knows your heartbeat, the tide knows your need
[Low male chant, fading]
Salt on the timber… black water below…
Details
GeneratedSep 4, 2026
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark depressing gothic sea shanty, eldritch horror vibe, fear and sadness
Credits
Prompt byBardman
ModelAria v5.5
