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[Verse 1] The waves may carry you far from shore, But the depths still whisper my name once more. You traded my gold for the salt and spray, Yet my fire burns in your veins today. [Chorus] You belong to me, though you sail the wide blue, My chains are the moonlight, my voice in the dew. The genie may grant you the power you crave, But the tide always drags you back to my grave. [Verse 2] I see you kneeling to water and wind, A paladin’s vow, but you’re shackled within. The warlock’s deceit in your ocean eyes, Is the same as the hunger you learned from my skies. [Chorus] You belong to me, though you sail the wide blue, My chains are the moonlight, my voice in the dew. The genie may grant you the power you crave, But the tide always drags you back to my grave. [Bridge] Oh, the storm you ride was my hurricane first, Every oath you swear is my shadow rehearsed. The sea may hide you, the stars may lie, But you’ll dream of my temple when the gulls cry. [Chorus – Repeat] You belong to me, though you sail the wide blue, My chains are the moonlight, my voice in the dew. The genie may grant you the power you crave, But the tide always drags you back to my grave. [Chorus – Repeat] You belong to me, though you sail the wide blue, My chains are the moonlight, my voice in the dew. The genie may grant you the power you crave, But the tide always drags you back to my grave. [Outro]