ХуЛите - Inbound On Rotten Sails

Stormy seas are darkly swaying,
Plotting vengeance on the ship.
As though dark thoughts from twisted minds,
Under breath of ages slip...
Above the sky/s an orb of blackness
Cursed by lightning up on high.
Grinning malevolence with each strike,
Like from a mighty being/s sigh.

Heavier the hearts beneath still
Of the convicts on the deck.
For each man knows - a value holds
Even existence in life/s debt!
Oh but time sweeps by, relentless
With guilt as heavy as their chains.
Drowned in the waves, a future,
Burdened by their disdain.

On, the ship sails through the waters
Waters that boil, and rage, and hiss.
Sounds that induce a sense of unease,
In the cold, swirling mist.
The abyss below is roaring,
Calling each man by his name.
Souls of those lost, wandering the waves,
Seas are now wishing to claim.

With no firmament of dry land
And no albatross up high
It is not much each hopes for -
Horizon of blue... and dark grey sky...
But inbound on rotten sails
She cuts through the heavy gloom
Brothers in chains the crew
Now brothers in doom...

ot Benedict Harris-Hayes i Konstantin