The Flying Dutchman 歌词

There is a world not world, Beyond the water Where nothing is but what is not, Where she live. Unreal creature But her father was a man Wicked and cursed Her mother was the water Formless form. She has a ship and sails the sea Year in year out the flying dutchman's daughter More than a ghost and less who will redeem her, And those hopeless souls that cry about her Those twilight creatures in a tortured chaos. Pink fog turns purple, in the slime The daughter and the lords of chaos meet Oh, give me form, And i'll bring back sweet fantasy She cries, give me a human body, heaven Give me a human body, hell. And it is done a female body goes ashore In search of fantasy, a mysterious, Beautiful woman leaves the sea.