Drifting Remains

When we left the shore It was a sunny day Far from the small and quiet bay Lightning struck the sky Asleep, we were sailing away I woke up and realized We were now the ocean's pray The sky was darkening As the rain was falling The waves were striking As our boat was wrecking "God! please protect our lives!" The storms, just a few had survived When I looked around me Boat remains, I had found Not too far on the sea My friend's corpse who had drowned When we left the shore It was a sunny day Our nice trip turned to gore Far from the small and quiet bay The sun is rising As the clouds are fading The waves are settling As the wreckage is drifting --- Drifting Remains - Gorguts