3 acessos
Today all the sources would agree
That the day of their death was a cold dark day
Scuttled ships have blocked the sea
And the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray
Chorus:
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 passed
It was like a millstone cast
Far into the deep blue sea