out of the depths of the earth
in hell itself given birth
dark waves
soiling the green of the sea
as death itself breaking free
dark waves
so that you may drive your car
and prove the man that you are
dark waves
so that your lips may be red
and make the boys lose their heads
we’re all slaves
to the dark waves
how many seagulls have died?
how many sirens have cried
through those dark waves?
when all the tankers have sunk
and all the drillers are drunk
from their dark waves
when all the platforms are burnt
will all the bankers have learnt
from those dark waves?
and when the last pit has closed
shall we drop a plastic rose
on their graves?
dark waves
dark waves
shall we drop a plastic rose
on their graves?
“remember the dark waves”
dark waves