In the ship room, we are the stowaways We sing along to all the songs the jukebox plays Mourning the memories of the lost that are raised We are the dead, dance in our graves All my life I played the part of a hero and a shining star A legend among the lost at sea but death comes quick with this anchor around my feet Cold as life I fill my cup So, cheers tonight and let's drink up We sail the fog of a graveyard sea Searching for the truth in the bite of shark's teeth We are the dead dance in your grave.