Thrice

how can you be sleeping, waves like weapons crash
o'er us, cry for mercy and hold fast hope
who of us is cursed, or do we have to ask
search your souls and hold fast
if no one speaks a word, then let the lots be cast
truth be told and hold fast
white death wakes in black skies, mark your maker?s wrath
fear and flames of azure climb the crooked the mast
you will yet be baptized, steeped in shattered glass
sink and sing your answer and hold fast hope
as strong arms grip your shoulders like dead hands of the past