Bookly - Chapter VII: The Demeter Lyrics

A ghostly ship against the storm
Whitby's coast takes fearful form
With sails torn in the gale's wild scream
The Demeter drifts as if in a dream
From distant lands through mists and foam
The cursed ship finds its ghostly home
Whitby whispers of the ship's strange fright
A vessel of shadows bearing the night
Tied to the wheel the captain's corpse
His log tells tales of a force remorse
A journey fraught with vanishing crew
Under the moon's chilling hue
From distant lands through mists and foam
The cursed ship finds its ghostly home
Whitby whispers of the ship's strange fright
A vessel of shadows bearing the night
Lucy sleeps but walks unseen
Pale as death with eyes of queen
Her laughter once now seldom heard
In her veins a secret stirred
Mina watches heart aghast
As shadows over Lucy cast
In Whitby's grasp a tale unfolds
Of ancient horrors and blood grown cold
From distant lands through mists and foam
The cursed ship finds its ghostly home
Whitby whispers of the ship's strange fright
A vessel of shadows bearing the night
Whitby's air grows thick with dread
Secrets stir among the dead
The night whispers of an ancient plight
As shadows move beyond mortal sight
News spreads fast of the eerie night
A town held tight in fright's cold bite
And in the dark the count's decree
Whispers of immortality