In the heart of the abyss, where whispers embrace the stars
A phantom vessel sails, kissed by the silvery moon
Silent screams echo in the night's tender grasp
Bound by invisible threads, lovers entwined amidst shadows
Here, the galleon drifts, a cradle for the unsung sonnets of the sea
Each wave a memory, each breeze a longing sigh
The crew of echoes, clad in mist and memory
Singing songs no mortal tongue dares utter
Dreams unravel amidst the salted haze,
A dance on the precipice of day and night
Her sails unfurl, spun from the softest despair,
Veiling the stars' secret, her ghostly silhouette shines