I know what lies beneath, Ive seen the flash of teeth, conspiring with the reef to sink our ship. The wind’s a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife, and she could take your life with one good kiss. Can you see the sky turn red, as mornings light breaks over me. Know tonight we’ll make our bed at the bottom of the sea… Look and see the sky turn red, like blood it covers over me, and soon the sea shall give up her dead. We’ll raise an empire - from the bottom of the sea…
