Lyrics

Four hundred leagues, down deep below This horror breeds, moving slow Six secrets, safe, skulk near my fate Yeah, right My cool apathy for monstrosity Will keep me whole, a muscle The water's depths can't kill me yet Yeah, right Trapped safe and sound, it looks around Till it goes free, you needn't fear Say you trust me, my back has wings Yeah, right
Writer(s): Mark Gordon, James Davis, Adrian Badger, Garry Wood, Stephen Bird Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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