The sound of lust sweeps in

Drowning out the sorrow

To be found in the morrow

The secrets buried within

A sweet song sung

Begins a soft illusion

Brought upon her tongue

She lies beyond the sea unsprung

Encouraging inescapable elusion

The seaman knows not that he is stung

Her beauty becoming thin

Revealing all that she bestow

She lures in the poor fellow

Securing him in her deadly sin