Skull Ring

Plato stone I presume
Cronus' phone coming soon
Ocean call to miss again
Maybe I shall restrain

When you miss the sea turns grey
Then why pretend I am okay?

Yes, my Sergeant
I'm at your command
Yes, my Sergeant
I'm glad you're back in land

Ring in hand feels so cold
Understand, come back home
Fight with me in the hall
If you don't, that will gall

When you miss the skull goes unnoticed
Navy slang becomes my avoidance

Yes, my Sergeant
I'm at your command
Yes, my Sergeant
Your absence I can't stand

Madlame