Death
Jonathan Harvey
O Death, old captain, it's time! Raise the anchor!
This land bores us, o death! Let us set sail!
If the sky and the sea are black as ink,
Our hearts which you know are filled with rays (of light)!
Spill on us your poison so that it may comfort us!
We want, as much as this fire burns our brain,
To dive to the depths of the abyss. Hell or Heaven, does it matter?
To the depths of the unknown, to find something new!