D-A-D - Tyrants lyrics

The noise that breaks the sleep, it's deep calling the deep The ship goes up and down All the curtains drawn, the lamps are early on On top, a hundred dawns The day we stayed inside, the trunks began to slide Nor awake or nor dressed Portholes dark and green, over the side into the deep You know if you haven't guessed Six white sharks and the sailors sing - out loud Wouw wouw wouw Another tyrant will rise Wouw wouw wouw Violent sea, violent skies