The Doom of Medusa - Battleroar

On the 2nd of July 1816

The Medusa met her fate

13 days of madness followed

Helplessness and unbound hate

In the grip of the ocean’s doom

Undemeath the scorching sun — Hell’s moon

Left prey for destiny

Alive but desperate — Drifting free

The vanity of hope — A grave so deep and cold

An odyssey of 13 days

Curse the crew — The captain’s evil ways

On a raft like rats not men

Some things the mind can’t understand

Cast out and sacrificed — Who will live or die

Driven mad by aggression and hunger

Torn apart by despair

Overboard all the weak and the wounded

Survival’s not fair

Watch the fighting

The killing — The violence

Insanity — Suicides

One hundred forty seven souls

Only fifteen survived

One hundred forty seven

One hundred forty seven souls

Man turned to cannibal — The torn flesh lived to tell

THE DOOM OF MEDUSA has turned life to bloodthirsty hell

THE DOOM OF MEDUSA has crushed with her spell

The ocean turned to hell — No more souls left to sell