Today all the sources would agree That the day of their death was a cold dark day Scuttled ships have blocked the sea And the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray Chorus: And goodbye to everything Sayonara everyone They are tired Write the eulogy No one understood a word they said Hailed them all as kings up upon a pedestal Their names scribbled on a parchment piece Would sink like any ship listing fast from ruptured hull And goodbye to everything Sayonara everyone They are tired Write the eulogy And i saw them as they passed It was like a millstone cast Far into the deep blue sea