A Siren's Lament

A prelude to my original instrumental of the same name.

I've been known to wreck ships; both the friend and relation variety. 

My sirens call echoes to you quietly. 

You were my favorite conquest I must admit.

You were the soul I wanted when the lanterns are lit. 

I've been known to steal souls; dragging them down to depths they can't handle.

My sirens way of living makes me quite the vandal. 

I was one moment away from my last retreat.

I was one love away from leaving the sea. 

I've been known to love too hard; or maybe it's just a rouse.

My siren's song is but a tool to use. 

You were the message in the bottle I sent. 

You are the purpose for this siren's lament.

It's as haunting a wail as any you've ever heard. 

To hear the siren's silence as he cannot find the words.