The Endurance Lyrics

In the days of old
Journeys to the middle of sea
Brought fortunes from the products
Of monstersYet one such fateful journeys would prove
Trying to even the most hardened sea bearer
For the beasts of the sea would take their revenge
On a vessel of maritime loreSomewhere in the deep south
Near the grounds of great white beasts
The ship approached to pillage them for their greedWhen one struck back, the vessel took to the deep
Now abondoned, stranded on small open boats
Three doomed parties left on the open seaWhat lye ahead was ninety days
To endure the harsh elements and insanity
Nothing but hard bread and stale water
A diet of ocean slaveryWhen the storm came to feed
The crew was left with nothing
Left starving and hungry
Winds of unbelievable nature
Waves upon waves, the beatingWatching the bailing till morning

The rain it never goes away
The nights never seem to endDay by day the famine grows worse
Exposed to the full force of the meridian sun
Without shield, the burning influence pierces through skin
The thirst unbearable, fastly wasting awayDying from the elements
One boat lost at sea
Survival would soon turn to depravityAnd out they spoke
And out they spoke for lots of flesh and blood
And who should die
And who should die for a fellow's foodAs one fell to weakness
The corpse ready to be disposed
In the sea
Lying there like a tasty meal of salty meat
In that, they should find relief from present sufferings
So preparations were made to preserve the meat
From spoilage
Separate the limbs - Cut the flesh from bones
Open the chest - Take out the heartNow the cravings of nature
Could be eagerly devoured
A most deplorable and affecting picture
Of suffering and misery