Send me away.
Ship me off again.
Leave me to die,
Re-living my own sin.
Send me to your hell,
Your home,
Your place.
Send me to where you loved me,
Where I can meet the devil face to face.
Send me to my death,
Aboard your ship,
Colliding with the ice,
Falling of the never ending cliff…
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It was a Saturday night about ten o'clock,
You heard the news and it wasn't a shock.
You knew this was going to happen soon,
As you laid there and cried in the pale lit moon.
You heard the news and it wasn't a shock.
You knew this was going to happen soon,
As you laid there and cried in the pale lit moon.