Deliverance (Shouting At The Dead)

A large brig bearing down upon us Stout man looking down at us Leaning over the starboard bow Smiling brilliantly white teeth glow Thanks given to the Lord For the unexpected glorious deliverance There came wafting over the ocean From the strange vessel a smell, a stench Such as the whole world has no name for - No concept of - hellish - utterly suffocating Shall I ever forget the horror? Ever remember the life we had? Shouted to the dead, to the dead