Come slip her surly waves with me,
As we stir courage to descend,
To depths unplumbed by lesser souls,
Cry havoc, set the ballast free.
Ten feet, twenty, soon eight score more,
Will see the day?s light fade from view,
But we have
Electrons rush to
We drop and drop, there is no knowing,
From whence we came or where we?re going,
A tiny vessel in a great green scheme,
Deploy the manipulator to greet the unknown.
And now let?s arrest this deadly plunge,
Commence a hover, bring her about,
A thruster churns a brew of plankton,
Eight hundred feet, let us look without.
All I see I?ve ne?er before,
Glimpsed when I didn?t breathe canned air,
Gangly eyes on flimsy stalks,
Spiny weapons, eels with shocks.
But keep in mind, the pressure?s great,
A man can?t stay, and bide his time,
Ever She searches for a means,
To introduce you to Davey Jones.
Men of Scorpion, men of Thresher,
Whose bunks now lie in twisted steel,
We pay our tithe with a silent prayer,
To a sea begrudging of our ascent.
So, now, my friend,
If you?ll turn that valve,
Unsere U-Boot kann nicht mehr sinken,
We make our haste from yonder deep,
The whitecaps above call us home.
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