Wer Brotherhood - Zeit der Jagd kennt, kennt auch Scherben dieses Märchens: Roxane hört es von Fair Johnny, und es ist der Inbegriff der traurigen Liebesgeschichte in der Welt Quadrigaon.

So erfährt jeder Seemann, jedes Mädchen mit einem Geliebten, Ehemann, Sohn, Bruder oder Freund auf See von dem Schicksal der Lady mit den Perlentränen. Und jeder Mann, der sich aufmacht, um das Meer zu überqueren, hört von der Grausamen Mistress und ihren stürmenden, peitschenden Zorn. Denn das Meer ist dunklel und grausam, und gibt nichts zurück.

Es entstand aus einem Lied von Flogging Molly, Cruel Mistress, und seit ich es zum ersten Mal gehört habe, hatte ich die Idee der Grausamen Mistress, der finsteren Meeresgöttin, unzähmbar und mit einem unersättlichen Hunger auf die unseligen Seelen der verlorenen Seemänner...

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~ Cruel Mistress - Lyrics ~

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soul to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In a belly of a squid

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soul to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In a belly of a squid

Take my trousers take my shirt
Just give me that sweet dirt
For the water's cold and grim
And I never did learn to swim

No her love never set me free
So I set off for the ocean
Now in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace

But I've known since the day
That we sailed for Santiago
Her dry embrace would kiss my face
No never, no more

The sea is a cruel mistress
The sea is a cruel mistress

Many moons to the day
That I threw her love away
Now every whale spouts, "Go to hell"
As the wind laughs in my face

I've grown harder on the eyes
And salty to the taste
My pride has gone with the wake
As I wait a cold wet grave

I rose to the smell
Of a wet desert hell
And I thought to myself
How'd I wind up in this jail

Till a voice called to me
From deep within the sea
Dry your eyes my dear fisherman
Your ass belongs to me

The sea is a cruel mistress
The sea is a cruel mistress

The earth will rest my bones
Lord I know, Lord I know
But I'll see you when I get home
From the cold, yeah from the cold

No her love never set me free
So I set out for the ocean
Now in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace

But I've known since the day
That we sailed for Santiago
Her dry embrace would kiss my face
No never, no more

The sea is a cruel mistress
The sea is a cruel mistress

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In the belly of a squid

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For in my dreams she comes to me
Whispering of peace

Next time out to sea
Bring enough soil to bury me
For I don't want my final jig
In the belly of a squid