Shipwreck - Covenant

In my heaven of despair

Lies the ocean of impurity

A ship made of angel’s hair

Set sails on the morning tide

In my heaven of despair

Blows the wind of insanity

A ship is sailing there

With sails made of golden pride

As a drowning man

I watch myself in the boiling sea

So if you are a man

Prepare yourself for joining me

In my heaven of despair

Lies the shipwreck of my hope

It is the sign for those who dare

In memory of those who tried