Test of time
On a sinking mighty ship I sail
To my promise land; grass to grace
A reckless wind did the same
Torturing the mast, deck and base
Take me quickly to that salty cave
Where the sea weakening deep begins
Let me feast with a golden vase
Glitters; as silver twist in day
Though water richly fattens my ride
Minutes are left before I drown
You. Oh! You my insane driver
Let me crash land at my supposed destination
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