Take all the sentiments
Of a cold-blooded cynic
So believe me when I say
I would love nothing more
Than for everything
To end unpleasantly
Concrete shoes
Rising tides
Grey skies
Let none survive
Go!

Don't say I didn't warn you

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word of this perfect world
I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word of this perfect world
Oh!

Of this perfect world

Oh, to be buried beneath the waves
A sailors grave is all I crave

Bury me (bury me)
5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones
For the depths

The serpent's teeth await our skin
The serpent's teeth await...
Blood runs through
Upon our worthless existence
Go!

The Devil's teeth (the Devil's teeth)
The Devil's teeth
Beneath our skin
Whispering of silent vengeance
Blood debts remain unpaid

Now every breath of life
Has been betrayed
Every idea
Has rusted through
Nothing we hold brings solace
Feed us to the sharks
So let nothing remain
Feed us to the sea

To be buried
Beneath the waves
A sailors grave, it's all I crave
Bury me (bury me)
5000 fathoms deep
And leave my bones
For the depths

There's blood in the water
(Sinking, always, sinking)
There's blood in the water
(Sinking, always, sinking)

There's blood
In the water

I would rather see your face in Hell
Than speak another word of this perfect fucking world