Goddesses of Sirenuse

I hear your songs at night 

They harmonise with the sailor's screams

A sound that warms my heart

He knocked on my door at the crack of dawn 

He danced in my garden

I asked him not

But still he danced 

Till my flowers were but a crimson dye 

The women in my village say 

The garden was never real 

But I see the wounds where 

the thorns pierced 

The neighbours said I stood still

not a sound escaped my mouth 

But when the lights die and the shadows dance 

I hear the screams of my garden

Goddesses of Sirenuse 

He screams as you steal what he stole from me

And you sing in delight

A song that quiets the screams of what once was