Today all the sources would agree that the day of their d**h was a cold dark day Scuttled ships have blocked the sea and the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray And goodbye to everything sayonara everyone they are tired write the eulogy No one understood a word they said hailed them all as kings up upon a pedestal Their names scribbled on a parchment piece would sink like any ship listing fast from ruptured hull And goodbye to everything sayonara everyone they are tired write the eulogy And I saw them as they pa**ed it was like a millstone cast far into the deep blue sea The murky sea is black dismal and so deep millstones rocket through the dark into it's icy keep A resting place for broken ships a cemetery for the humble no one's here to make you stumble If Jesus Christ is true then I am mostly lies if Jesus Christ is Love then I have failed to try if Jesus Christ is Life then please just let me die let...this...die...