Hold me tightly in your arms
Do not release your grip
To go down with this ship
tis my choice as t'was captains sin.
'Lo, what a sail it's been.

Surely we have come so far
But to the end we've come
I look up to the sun
And I see flames of red and white.
A banner to behold until the night
with which its shadow brings
the ending of this day
Where the whisper of us will remain
as a ghost to haunt, a phantom below
where no angel nor demon dare to go

(this is a work in progress..)