Mary Celeste

Leaderless in mysty fog
no souls left onboard
abandoned sailing far from shores
denied to reach her port

Mournful voices, howling screams
are carried by the wind
in isty nights the ocean sings
of those who died therein

The whole ship a wet mess
vanished souls of Mary Celeste
this shall be their final fate
to sing the ocean's secret tale

Yearning ghosts on ocean's ground
still remain undone
with every fallen teardrop's sound
another verse is sung