"Be

wa

re,

be

ware

the

Daugh

ter

of

the

Sea."

"Be

ware,"

I

heard

him

cry.

His

words

ca

rried

upon

the

ocean

breeze,

As

he

sank

beneath

the

tide.

Those

blood-

soaked

shores

of

Kalimdor,

Where

sai

lors

fought

and

died.

The

ad

miral

fell

at

Theramore,

be

cause

she

left

his

side.

Why

this?

Why

this,

oh,

Daugh

ter

of

the

Sea?

Why

this?

Did

you

for

get

your

sea

side

days?

Al

ways

the

pride

of

our

na

tion's

eyes,

How

could

she

go

astray?

When

she

did

flee

across

the

ocean

deep,

the

admiral

fo

llowed

west.

What

else

but

sail

to

save

a

daughter's

life,

and

pray

she

still

drew

breath?

But

there

he

found

u

pon

the

distant

shores,

Ene

mies

'pon

the

rise!

But

when

he

faced

those

savage

foes

His

daughter

stood

aside.

And

bu

ried

deep

be

neath

the

waves,

Be

trayed

by

fa

mi

ly.

To

his

na

tion,

with

his

last

breath,

cried,

"Be

ware

the

Daugh

ter

of

the

Sea."

I

heard,

I

heard

a

cross

the

moon

lit

sea

The

old

voice

warning

me,

"Be

ware,

be

ware

the

Daugh

ter

of

the

Sea,

"Be

ware...

"...beware..."

...of

me.