Song as based on a 1842 poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
acoustic
kratzman
rosky
longfellow
Story behind the song
I was drawn by the imagery of the original poem. I chose to keep the accompaniment simple and in vein of watching and see it all unfold. That said there is still drums, main acoustic, electric guitar, Taiku Drum and Electric Lead.
Lyrics
In Ocean’s wide domains,
Half buried in the sands,
Lie skeletons in chains,
With shackled feet and hands.
Beyond the fall of dews,
Deeper than plummet lies,
Float ships, with all their crews,
No more to sink nor rise.
There the black Slave-ship swims,
Freighted with human forms,
Whose fettered, fleshless limbs
Are now the sport of storms.
These are the bones of Slaves;
They gleam from the abyss;
They cry, from yawning waves,
“We are the Witnesses
Within Earth’s wide domains
Are markets for men’s lives;
Their necks are worn with chains,
Their wrists are clamped with irons.
All evil thoughts and deeds;
Anger, and lust, and pride;
The foulest, rankest weeds,
That choke Life’s groaning tide
These are the woes of Slaves;
They glare from the abyss;
They cry, from unknown graves,
“We are the Witnesses