Who might know of this
The notes we left
Our final thoughts
And we knew they'd get us out
Sing
Sing
Drowned by her country
Old and she is cursed
And forgotten
Never surface again
The air runs out
The captain is first
So we take to memories
And layers of clothes
Up there the family waits
And outside we heard hammers
Noises sound like the end
And we will never see them
Sing
Sing
Drowned by her country
Graved and she is cursed
Old and rotten
Never surface again