[00:00.000] 作曲 : Hans Magnus Ryan/Bent Sæther[00:52.997][Verse 1][00:59.139]Third month out, becalmed for days[01:05.080]And now Poseidon seems to want our progress stayed[01:12.992]Unknown in these high latitudes[01:18.487]This stillness wracks our thin-stretched nerves[01:25.254]In this endless greyness...[01:28.571][01:29.026][Chorus 1][01:29.507]I heard an old sailor's tale, a yarn spun to scare[01:40.715]For into the gyre we'll go -[01:45.030]Though they say they feel the Maelstrom's tug[01:49.683]I cannot believe it's true[02:01.045][02:02.182][Verse 2][02:03.440]Days ago, this sailor's myth seemed vague[02:10.931]Now we know how real it is[02:15.302]The ship rolls and pitches endlessly[02:23.541]The waves roll on and the eyes go dull[02:29.510]And the sea, it pulls us[02:33.664][02:33.915][Chorus 2][02:34.380]Down into this sailor's tale[02:40.216]Damned before the storm and into the gyre we'll go[02:50.073]I think I feel the Maelstrom's tug[02:53.896]On our ship, my mind and my soul