Nautilus from Contraband by Scrupulous

Won't you rescue me? I'm drowning in the sea... I am starting my journey cause I believe in my ability to search the waters for that hidden beast, the unknown monster who keeps making ships his feast, soon it will be deceased our victory. Our adventure begins what will it bring? I got a compass and a chart of the stars, I got a sextant and intent to go far. We'll take our craft and maps and travel the seas, salty air, the sails catch the breeze and we'll take a ride around the seven seas. Set a course, 20,000 leagues. The albatrosses are coming for me. cast overboard will I swim or sink? The rudder's stuck I cannot face the waves, I send an S.O.S. to mayday... I don't want my fate to be a watery grave. I swallow my pride, Orion's fallen on his side, and we'll take a ride to wherever we please. Set a course, 20,000 leagues. The albatrosses are coming for me. Face down a fathom deep. All of my life I've been waiting for you... Now here you are, come to my rescue. In the storm I thought the end was surely close. Capsized and baptized, barely staying afloat. In the sea, alive on debris, my mirror reflecting light helped you locate me. My will to live and to own my destiny, brought me face to face with my highest me.

• Avante Garde
• Grunge
• Pop
• Punk
• Rock
• Phoenix