Flannan Isle is in the South on the Point of Kedgeree
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Forty seven miles from land
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in the roughest part of the sea
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On the finest day and the sea was black
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And they say that no one has ever come back
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from there
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They say that wicked spirits haunt the lighthouse
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in the night
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Fears close to many men who've tried to start the
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Warning light
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Waves are hurled against the earthly rocks
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Spray is changed at once to a wall of ice
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Tern who wants to rest its tired limbs
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And is turned to a flurry of snow
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The island's rocks have many caves that
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Smell of dying flesh
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They lure the strangers to their maze
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Of never ending length
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The empty cave is filled with sound
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A man is lying in the ground below
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For me; you're the one I love
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Each month a boat is sucked to perish by
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The rocky isle
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Each tide is full recovered from the wreckage
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There
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Boats that sail too near to Flannan feel the weather
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Change and they turn away
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If they dare to look behind them
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Screams of disappointment fill the air
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The Mystery Of The Flannan Isle Lighthouse
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| Genesis |
