Today all the sources would agree
  that the day of their death was a cold dark day
  Scuttled ships have blocked the sea
  and the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray
    [Chorus:]
  And goodbye to everything
  sayonara everyone
  they are tired
  write the eulogy
  And I saw them as they passed
  it was like a millstone cast
  far into the deep blue sea
    No one understood a word they said
  hailed them all as kings up upon a pedestal
  Their names scribbled on a parchment piece
  would sink like any ship listing fast from ruptured hull
    The murky sea is black
  dismal and so deep
  millstones rocket through the dark
  into it's icy keep
  A resting place for broken ships
  a cemetery for the humble
  no one's here to make you stumble
    If Jesus Christ is true
  then I am mostly lies
  if Jesus Christ is Love
  then I have failed to try
  if Jesus Christ is Life
  then please just let me die
  let...this...die...