My Zen...
My neon Zen. The winter chill.
Beyond the steel — the ghost of you.
The "here and now" is breaking through.
The icy phantoms in the air...
The memory — a sudden flare.
My U-boat Life (Life)
Is sinking deep inside.
My U-boat Life (Life)
Against the frozen tide
It’s my Zen (My Zen)
In the day-tight cell
It’s my Zen (My Zen)
Where the phantoms dwell
The salty taste. The heavy waste.
A depth gauge drops. No time to haste.
Carnegie’s ghost. The iron door.
I’m back in "now" — I need no more.
I feel the shadows' frozen stare...
The memory — a sudden flare.
My U-boat Life (Life)
Is sinking deep inside.
My U-boat Life (Life)
Against the frozen tide
It’s my Zen (My Zen)
In the day-tight cell
It’s my Zen (My Zen)
Where the phantoms dwell.
Mercury is falling... (another leak...)
Everything is freezing... (the hull is weak...)
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