Cold, so cold,
Just water everywhere
All around me.
Fear, naked fear,
Only a few survived,
Maybe 50 men.
The boat sank,
not long ago.
Just a life jacket,
is all I have left.
The moon has risen,
he brought Suffering and distress.
The shadows come closer,
I am their supper.
And the sea turns red.
Human flesh in the mouth of the beast.
And you wait for death
until it's your turn.
A few hours ago I woke up,
Screams and flames everywhere.
Panic broke out,< br/>The crowd dragged me away.
Acrid smoke, people beneath me.
I couldn't do anything.
The ship began to sink.
And the The last path leads me into the sea.
Dead, the gray death,
I see their fins all around me.
Close, very close, there are only seconds left,
then fà The first man falls.
And the sea turns red.
Human flesh in the mouth of the beast.
And you wait for death
until it's your turn .
And only the moon looks
down on you.
And the moon illuminates
your watery grave.
Then the time has come.
I feel it Teeth on me.
I will be torn down,
down into the floods,
my flesh will be torn.
I look death in the unblinking eye,
no one hear me scream.
The watery grave is endlessly deep.
That's how it should be.
And the sea turns red.
My flesh in the mouth of the beast.< br/>Conceiving with death,
It's my turn.
And only the moon looks
down on me.
And only the moon illuminates
my watery grave .

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