Uncharted wrecks of wonder

In deepest gloom down under

The drowning men are drawing near

We're the subterranean vandals

Tying air lines around door handles

Adventures don't venture here

We're the drowning men

We're the drowned men

The mutant freaks fantastical

Knife's edge, unreal or actual

Ambition stunted, the future fated

Shall we rise from sunken places

Walk the streets, unnatural, graceless

Wipe the smile from your faces

If we can make it