Dark waters, midnight sky
Diamond stars, waves with ice
A mirrored ocean a sky so clear
The moon not visible, light they would have held dear
Tempture dropping, cold hearts stopping
A voice crying out to you hard a starbord
The iceberg lies ahead, full reverse
But ice cold fingers reached out
Scraping the titanic, rivets burst
Fear growing, tears freezing
Water rushing, doors closing
Disbeleaving, but seeing is beleaving
