〈Verse 1〉
Third month out, becalmed for days
And now Poseidon seems to want our progress stayed
Unknown in these high latitudes
This stillness wracks our thin-stretched nerves
In this endless greyness…
〈Chorus 1〉
I heard an old sailor’s tale, a yarn spun to scare
For into the gyre we’ll go –
Though they say they feel the Maelstrom’s tug
I cannot believe it’s true
〈Verse 2〉
Days ago, this sailor’s myth seemed vague
Now we know how real it is
The ship rolls and pitches endlessly
The waves roll on and the eyes go dull
And the sea, it pulls us
〈Chorus 2〉
Down into this sailor’s tale
Damned before the storm and into the gyre we’ll go
I think I feel the Maelstrom’s tug
On our ship, my mind and my soul
〈Instrumental Outro (3:05 – 10:22)〉
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Motorpsycho Lyrics – Into the Gyre