Lyrics:
Every time the water breaks and soaks me to the boneI remember what I left behind by sailing off alonePitch and yaw through hurricane, my position is unknownAnd the bell rings seven timesSalted brine, I drink it down and breathe it through my noseNo sign of land but I hang on and do my best to closeBut the swirling tidal undertow keeps pulling me belowAnd the bell rings seven timesAll hands left on deckAn icy rest is waiting at the bottom of the seaShe's tried her best to take me as I struggle to get freeBut while I have a breath to breathe, she isn't taking meAnd the bell rings seven timesAll hands left on deckNo hope of rescueNo hope of dry groundThe siren calls all souls on boardTo follow her downSwirling silently beneath the noise and light up therePush past the frozen arms and legs, ignore the lifeless stareI grab a line that pulls me up for a precious gasp of airAnd the bell rings seven timesAll hands left on deck