Texty: Metal Church. The Dark. Burial At Sea.

Black scared and bleeding
From the lashes to my soul
I chose to stand my ground
Not do as i was told
Thinking like mindless sheep
These people were my friends
Now i feel abandoned
With a pain that never ends

CHORUS
My blood is boiling now
On this journey to no avail
On this ship of fools
We're gonna die
Will no one listen to what i say
I saw the charts
I saw the maps
I know we're way of course
Try to stop this captain
His twisted wicked force
We're on a route
To certain death
To drown among the ice
I've got to stop this madness
Or the ship will pay the price


SOLO
Holding tight the prison bars
As we drift into the mist
I can't believe
This is happening
My guts they wrench and twist
The air is getting colder now
Sailing further north
I back down onto my knees
I cry out to the lord

CHORUS
In a icy wasteland
The sun begins to set
I see the frozen corpses
Of my shipmates
On the deck
I pull myself up on the rail
Make my one last prayer
Submerge myself in the depths
I drown my lifes despair