| Fire. |
| Fore and aft
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| Man the boats and put to the sea
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| Crashing yardarms — cries of pain
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| A will to live — a chance to flee
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| Panic on the boats to save
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| Stricken hands the first on board
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| Leading to eternal grave
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| Dragging down what they could hoard
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| Thirty days and night have I seen the brink of death
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| Troubled seas — my only friend
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| Drag me down — gasping for breath
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| Cursing eternal black
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| Bloodied by the dogs of war
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| Memories come clawing back
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| Treasured friends — their sight no more
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| Eternal curse
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| I feel the fires of madness
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| Burning holes into my wounds
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| This hell on earth
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| I feel the power of sadness
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| No way out — I’m marooned
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| Lonely this hell on earth
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| Demons screaming in my mind
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| Wading thru debris of life
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| A thousand souls their graves to find
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| Flotsam with death on board
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| Bodies ripped until the bone
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| Nothing but the sounds of time
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| No sign of life — am I alone?
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| Eternal curse
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| I feel the fires of madness
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| Burning holes into my wounds
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| This hell on earth
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| I feel the power of sadness
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| No way out — I’m 'marooned
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| Eternal curse
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| Could I really be stranded
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| Start to count 1000 moons
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| This hell on earth
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| To me the dogs have handed
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| No way out I’m marooned |