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🌊☠️ A cursed sea shanty inspired by the Lovecraftian Cthulhu Mythos ☠️🌊 This dark folk / doom shanty tells the tale of sailors who pull a mysterious stranger from the sea— a silent, uncanny man who should never have been saved. As nightmares spread and ancient gods whisper through sleep, the crew discovers an occult ritual beneath the deck… but by then, the dreaming horrors of the deep have already awakened. 🐙👁️ ⚓ Perfect for fans of: Lovecraftian horror Dark folk & doom shanties Cosmic terror and ancient sea gods Grim, narrative sea songs Listen with headphones… The deep is listening. 🌑🌊 Lyrics: [Verse 1] We hauled him from the choking brine, A pale drowned thing with eyes malign, Salt-rotted rags, a crooked stare, The sea still breathing in his hair. He spoke no word, he made no sound, Yet fear ran thick the deck around, A foreign weight, a crawling dread, Like ocean graves that want the dead. [Chorus] Oh hush now, crew, and bar the light, The sea has sent us cursed tonight, The waves remember ancient sin, And what we saved will doom us all within. [Verse 2] That night our dreams turned black and wide, No stars above, no shores to guide, We dreamed of gods that never die, That sleep where sun and reason lie. Great swollen shapes in endless sleep, Below the world, below the deep, With countless eyes and twisting forms, They stirred beneath the dreaming storms. [Chorus] Oh hush now, crew, don’t speak their name, The sea-born gods are not the same, They wait, they watch, they breathe, they know, And through our dreams they start to go. [Verse 3] By lantern-low and trembling flame, We found him chanting words profane, Sigils drawn in blood and brine, Old runes that bend both space and time. He cut the air, he cut the veil, With prayers that made our courage fail, The ship itself began to groan, As if it sensed it was not alone. [Chorus] Oh hush now, crew, the door is torn, The deep awakens, old and worn, What sleeps below the mortal sea Now turns its dreaming gaze on me. [Verse 4] I’m last who breathes, last who can flee, The rest were taken silently, Not torn by claw nor smashed by wave, But called—like children to the grave. I saw the sky bend, split, and weep, As something rose from endless deep, The man was gone—no flesh, no face, Just purpose left in his place. [Chorus] Oh hush now, crew, there is no end, No prayer to speak, no soul to mend, The sea has claimed both ship and kin, And what was dreamed now wakes within. [Final Chorus] Oh hush now, world, and hear me well, What he awoke, no tongue can tell, A thinking deep, a living night, That bends all minds within its sight. Oh hush now, gods of air and land, The deep now walks by mortal hand, He did not call—he opened wide, And through that door… we all were dragged inside.