[00:36.690]In the age of electricity and oil, my tugboat ploughs through waveless liquid soil
[00:44.340]
[00:45.350]Cruising at thirteen knots on pitch black sea.
[00:48.490]
[00:49.630]There's a strange object on the radars in front of me. Still nothing I can see.
[00:57.710]
[01:00.910]Just an open dreary sea...
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[01:13.030]Several attempts to contact that what appeared to be the size of a ship.
[01:16.520]
[01:17.260]No response 'till I receive transmissions of hostile nature.
[01:21.470]
[01:22.070]These voices cursing my goddamn name.
[01:25.190]
[01:26.340]Hell, is this witchcraft or am I insane?
[01:29.340]
[01:58.820]All of a sudden a dark silhouette ascends through godlike mist.
[02:02.810]
[02:07.430]While it comes closer, I recognize the image of an old deserted ship.
[02:14.100]
[02:16.700]I am aghast at the sight of a derelict vessel sailing this awkward night,
[02:22.560]
[02:22.790]Appearing like a black floating cadaver.
[02:26.220]
[02:30.930]There's not one single man aboard.
[02:32.510]
[02:33.020]Her torn sails cloaking her like a cobwebbed widow,
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[02:37.500]Posing against this sad nightmarish horizon.
[02:40.530]
[02:42.200]The temperature suddenly dropped.
[02:44.190]
[02:44.640]My great-grandfather's clock, just ticking, now stopped.
[02:47.070]
[02:47.770]I am smothered by a sudden shroud of fear.
[02:51.550]
[02:56.290]For there's a ghost ship 'pon a funereal quest.
[02:58.470]
[02:58.980]With a black bird circling hypnotic around its rocking empty crow's nest.
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[03:07.970]Fortunately this atrocious mystery sets sail away from me.
[03:12.060]
[03:16.670]Some sailors claim other seamen beheld such sights.
[03:20.460]
[03:21.390]Most died weird deaths during fog-clad days and nights.
[03:25.540]
[03:25.870]The ship vanished as suddenly as it appeared.
[03:29.900]
[03:31.100]Should I feel fear? Was it even there?
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