Uncharted wrecks of wonder
In deepest gloom down under
The drowning men are drawing near
We´re the subterranean vandals
Tying air lines round door handles
Adventurers don´t venture here

We´re the drowning men
We´re the drowned men

The mutant freaks fantastical
Knife´s edge, unreal or actual
Ambition stunted, the future fated

Shall we rise from sunken places
Walk the streets, unnatural graceless
Wipe the smile from your faces
If we can make it