At a forgotten seashore
 Of black rocks and gray soil
 There it stands, the village
 Of the people of the sea

 Where the sun shines no more
 Where the seagulls fly no more
 The children of dragon
 Breed their race in silence

 In houses of stone they live
 Disturbing, grim and cold
 Cold like their hearts and flesh
 Cold like the eyes of their god

 People of the sea
 Between two words they live
 A nightmare coming from the deep

 Descendants of a race
 Beyond time, beyond mankind
 Half fish, half men, half gods
 Their Gorgon queen awaits the dawn

 Watching with their fishy eyes
 Killing with their fish-like hands
 Using the mortal men as cells
 Weaving their domination

 So brave sailors mark my words
 If fate leads you at their shore
 Fear not to die by your own hand
 Or else they will have your soul