Maritime Tragedies - The Briggs

One man’s decision for god to bring the rain

Brought a storm to the world for self profit and gain

Took your voice away

What could you possibly say?

On the dock waiting for the ships to come in I look beyond the shore to see the earth meet the heavens

They’ll meet again

They’ll become one in the end

To make a living, do we have to live in this prison?

I sold my soul to the team that was winning

But if the tables must turn

I won’t be alone when I burn

Does the sun determine our fate?

Are we as free as it’s betrayed?

Don’t pull the wool over my eyes

To what’s truth, what’s lies

Sheep in wolf’s disguise

Maritime tragedies

Making angels out of men

Maritime tragedies

Make angels out of men

Within the wreckage of a civilization

A new life has already begun

A new breed will rise

With victory in their eyes