Give him

Inside an empty fulfillment of none. 
My soul goes utopia lands. 
I'm too exhausted from the field of love. 
Killed in action once in the past. 
Prepare corn ferryman of the underworld journey, 
save me are the most beautiful words. 
Echoing inside the most beautiful songs, 
in my mind screaming victim of the
blood spilled on the ground. 
It roars of tears because of the mighty sea. 
So my mind sighs, the most handsome of the mighty 
bring me to wife, bind 
biting the helm to catch the last trip. 

It is the only road to death disposed of beauties. 
As for the sea sighs beautiful Meeri 
I already give it up, bring quickly. 
Give him the grace of the key; 
the hair of Samson's strength to swing into the wind 
in millions of ways. Having a groom underworld 
him, to the naked pole only. 
The time to change the foam of the sea, 
bright sound of the sirens.