I see the front before us, the dread lies over me
This darkened tempest rising, lashing rains and boiling sea.
And here we make our choices, and sail into the storm
The vessel writhes and withers, seven men are cast out to the sea
And so I fall. My body broken, light burns small
As the storm clears the wall, and the shattered bodies fall
We will turn away, trim the sails and set course for the day
Brace the yardarm, tie the ropes. Say a prayer, don’t dare to hope.
Bless the waves and curse the gods, and swear an oath on broken bones
Break the barrel, raise a toast, to our brothers left below
And speed them on their journey, to the final world
To our brethren of the coast, and the lifting of the curse
And lead them on their journey, to this brave new world
The deck explodes and shatters, smashing timbers, rivets, iron and salt
Thunder, flash and static, lightning strikes a fire across the top
Another man goes over, wild white horses baying out for blood
And so I fall, a perfect storm
To the justice to be done, and the victories won
As the storm, clears the wall, and the shattered bodies fall,
We will turn away, trim the sails and set course for the day.
Hang the bird across your heart, life and death moments apart
Broken bones and severed souls, of fellow men you left to rot
Escape is not for you, you ran you cried take what is due
The calls of those you left below, they swore an oath on broken bones
Escape is not for you, you ran you cried take what is due
The calls of those you left below
They swore an oath on broken bones
