Our bow cannot be seen From where we stand on the stern fog has taken everything The men's faces show their concern The cold is worse that we feared I despair the end of my years
The more it stings the more I try Keep waking up each time I die a little death I cry A thousang leagues a million miles The secrets buried in the vault beneath the oceans wide
This beacon's light has burned for as long as I've known Though tonight the horn must bring us in For the tower ceases to glow dare we raise our anchor Let the tide have its way When waves crash on shores unseen jagged reefs calling our namesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
