 Encapsulated on this vessel, perished crew all strewn around me
A breaking wave slowly surrounds me, coming to wash my sins away
We've got to ride with the wave, we've got to stand and be brave
Or it's a watery grave (for our hero)
As we ride into the storm our sanity will transform
As two we will be reborn
I was crucified for what I thought I believed
I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank
The rogue waves unify and focus all their power on me
Damage inflicted but freedom won't be restricted
This situation is quite awful
The sharks have smelt this blood
Whilst one chews on the last morsel
I ponder time before the great flood
We used to feel so complete, we used to dance in the street
We used to dance to the beat
But now it's all at the bottom of the ocean forgotten
Alike the lifeboat and transom
(We will go down when she goes down)
I was crucified for what I thought I believed
I was sacrificed and made to walk the plank
The rogue waves unify and focus all their power on me
Damage inflicted but freedom won't be restricted
The water is freezing, the breeze is so raw
And I cannot feel my pulse, I cannot see the coast (no lighthouse to see)
I wish for the morning but I won't survive the night
Her ghost is so warm and bright but she's home at land (sing a song for me)
My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well
It holds all the words in my heart
I curse the day that we had to part, to part
Sipping on sea water
Hallucinations torture me (a myriad of dreams)
The horizon offers nothing
We will go down when she goes down
When she goes down
My lungs they flood, the Devil takes my hand
No guiding light, just memories of home and golden sand
My dreams shatter, as I head for a new land
I close my eyes and pressure of the ocean crushes my heart
The water is freezing, the breeze is so raw
And I cannot feel my pulse, I cannot see the coast (no lighthouse to see)
I wish for the morning but I won't survive the night
Her ghost is so warm and bright but she's home at land (sing a song for me)
My darling I pray that this bottle will find you well
It holds all the words in my heart
I curse the day that we had to part, to part
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