Starving Souls - Old Man's Deep

On the blue wave
On the small island
We sail both
Last night
And sail to home

Somebody decided
And smashing us boat
Now we die
Nowbodie to crying
At night
In misery

On the deskboard
We will write our names
This epitaph about us lifs

Carving in wood as a frame
Latters in wood as a name
Pray for us by the way

Junior brother
Along sixteen days
He lived on the island
Befor fareway
To buried
In a deep

Elder brother
How much to live
On this is island
But humans in writening
About this
Nowbody