Letra de High Tide In Alaska

The Aleutian lies
Decaying
And decrepeit
At the bottom
Of the Bering Strait
The force of the waves
Was too much for its walls
But the captain called for more
"Pour on another eighty thousand pounds," he cried
"C'mon, bring it on
Bring on another eighty thousand pounds to our already full load
So I can watch their suffocating bodies
Make one final gasp at freedom before we tear those
Motherfuckers apart."
As the ship sank to the bottom
The attack took nine unexpected, nine human lives, and it's labeled
A tragedy. I call it revenge. Sweep your water across the hull; I can't stomach the sight