[Verse 1]
They pulled them from the broken sea,
Cold and pale as ghosts can be,
Men we thought the dark had claimed—
Yet back they came… yet back they came.
We gave them bread, we gave them flame,
Spoke each long-forgotten name,
Wrapped them warm and called it grace—
And never looked them in the face.
[Chant Refrain]
“Three watches hold… three watches keep…
Two eyes watch… though one may sleep…
One wrong sign… and the dark breaks through—
Three… two… one… it comes for you.”
[Verse 2]
The first ship lit the silent sky,
No shot, no storm, no battle cry,
Just fire blooming from within—
As if the dark had followed in.
We called it chance, we named it wrong,
A fault that lingered far too long,
War eats ships, or so we said—
And left it there among the dead.
[Chant Refrain]
“Three watches hold… three watches keep…
Two eyes watch… though one may sleep…
One wrong sign… and the dark breaks through—
Three… two… one… it comes for you.”
[Verse 3]
The second ship—we heard the tale,
A voice below that turned to wail,
Not like pain and not like fear—
But something breaking loose in there.
Then came the fire, the shattered night,
No time to run, no time to fight,
And whispers spread from man to man—
“Don’t take them back… if you can.”
They marked the men with ash and ink,
Told them not to speak or think
Of what they heard beyond the veil—
Of whispered names that made them pale.
[Chant Refrain]
“Three watches hold… three watches keep…
Two eyes watch… though one may sleep…
One wrong sign… and the dark breaks through—
Three… two… one… it comes for you
[Verse 4]
The third we saw with waking eyes,
No rumor left to dress in lies,
They found him before the change was done—
Before the thing could fully come.
“Hold him fast!” the order rang,
Steel and wood and hammer sang,
They struck him down by powder and flame—
And saved the ship, but not the name.
[Bridge – Crew Whisper]
Some say the deep is not just sea,
But something watching patiently,
That learns the shape of flesh and bone,
And builds a voice to call it home.
And every soul that drifts too far
Becomes a part of what they are,
A borrowed breath, a stolen skin—
The door is opened from within.
[Final Chant / Chorus]
“Three watches hold… three watches keep…
Two eyes watch… though one may sleep…
One wrong sign… and the dark breaks through—
Three… two… one… it comes for you.”
ElCeviche
