We, the drowned
Hold our hollow hearted ground
Till we swallow ourselves down
Again, againWe, the ashes
We spend our days like matches
And we burn our ships as black as
The end, the end
The end, the end
We know not the fire in which we burn
But we sing and we sing and the flames go higher
We read not the pages which we turn
But we sing and we sing and we sing and we singOh we the wrong,
We the sewed up and long gone
Were we fallen all along
Like this, like this
Like this, like this
We, the drowned
The lost
And found out
We are all finished
