Black silent piers 
Somewhere above 
Call me sometimes 

To give one more glance 
On place of my choice 
My last choice 

Dance of the waves 
Beauty of the deep 
Faces among waterweeds 

Stone chained to legs 
Keeps me safe 
From all of bad 

Mossy surface of [bad word] 
Stones whisper all my names 
Hollow sounds of that one song 
Force me to forget you all 

What you’ve got for me, you drowned god? 
Everything is so familiar 
Centuries of refined torture 
Gave me knowledge of the elder ones 

When death passes your time [bad word] 
And you will sleep no longer 
Give me the power to calm down the waves 
So I can hear your call