Current Mouth - Vorum

On naked shores

By concrete winds deformed

Leaving into the waters

In it’s blackness enthralled

And on persisted the wailing

Let go the oars, embracing the depths call

The Current Mouths roar

Storms abound in turmoil reap and drown

The salt in our veins ever boiling

In liquid graves we lay

Numb lungs kissed by perpetual waves

Weaved into it’s roots we prayed

Storms in turmoil reap and drown

And on persisted the wailing

Let go the oars, embracing the depths call

The Current Mouths roar