Storm over the harbor, omen goes unnoticed
I chose the hard life and to travel the wine dark seas
And I know that my mentor has her own agenda
And who it is that sent her and who's she trying to please?
In the heart of the Mississippi there lies a sunken city
Where Seraphim and Nephilim make the daughters of men feel pretty
Fever's in the cabin and the walls are always listening
There's a meal they're still stabbing and the silver knives are glistening
And I know that my mentor has her own agenda
And who it is that sent her and who's she trying to please?
In the darkest cave it's slippy with oil and water gritty
See the winged white goons singing freaky tunes
That make the daughters of men feel giddy
The tides are intelligent creatures and are often disregarded
While your hung up on features, with my sixth life I've just departed
The stable's rotted out and the stallions run about
Now loose lips and phantom ships make the daughters of men feel doubt
And I know that my mentor has her own agenda
And who it is that sent her And who's she trying to please?
Who's she trying to please? Who is she? I feel free. Who's she trying to please?