Ironside's Destiny
Faulty is my inner workings, on the fritz, frying, jerking
What else can be said of a machine obsolete
Launch a shell and sink my ironsides into the depths of the sea
Please ,disregard my unconscious wish.
I still have the strenghth, even though the goliath rends my skin
Leviathan comes with her unrequitted love. To smash and pull me down into the blue.
I was the source of her tears, making her face the reddest hue.
An old tanker like me deserves to rust away, but I refuse
I'm a slave canon going about my way as I used to.
Foolish, brutish, rude and skittish.
Yet, my my coagulated blood screams in anguish!
My sanguinity has not yet ceased. My legacy has not diminished in the least!
So before I shatter, I will have great release!
Pull the valves for one last voyage, my faithful crew!
Where I shall go to rest and you shall begin anew.
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