Broken glass and champagne trickle down the side mingling with malignant tide Like shells upon the shores our fates have been cast This vessel's maiden voyage will surely be it's last Broken bodies cast into the waves ocean depths have now become their graves You cannot move you cannot cry the salty depths call you to die The only release is in drowning nowhere to run once you're inside You're at the mercy of the tide the only solace is in dying Death and mutiny the consequential cost for once inside you are forever lost In the misty darkness they are prisoners of the gloom stricken with the knowledge of inevitable doom Struggling in shark infested waters begging for mercy from this fate. Dying
