LOOK at my eyes!

See this planks that covers my cries!

Murdered here on the deck mid winter

When the cold wind billowed on the high seas.

I’ll never know of true love

Never will I kiss a child’s brow

So, I’ll watch the lovers on the upper deck

Sweet revenge as I muster their wreck

Ghouls sail during a full moon

Lovers dance on with the tunes

And, Ill be there awaiting patiently

Just a slight slip off the cold grey steel platoon.