A Noble Engineer Songtext
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A Noble Engineer Songtext
Released a flag, released a cross
Blessed by the pope, missions done
We′re heading home, but forced northwest
Battling strong headwinds and dense fog
Frozen solid, the rudder's stuck
Fighting the ice, it′s no use
We're going down, prepare for this
90 days without a slumber.
Grey airship, going down
Release the flag
We left some men, Inside the hull
Forever gone, fade to dark
Here on the ground, we're bruised and scared
90 days without a slumber
Grey airship, going down
Scatered on the
Ice was most of our provisions
Consequense of poor desicions made.
Petrol cans and tents on icefall
No response to our distress call, no
To the rescue
Two Norwegian groups with sled dogs
Swedish airforce, russian icebreaker
All steered west, among the best of
Daredevils and madmen of their time
Time passed so slowly
Pack ice unholy
All grandiose, but ill-concieved
The heart is good, mind is weak
Like bowling pins, down one by one
Same faith rescuers and rescued
We′re going home, those left of us
No hero′s welcome, sneak away
Blessed by the pope, our missions done
90 days without a slumber.
Grey airship, going down
Blessed by the pope, missions done
We′re heading home, but forced northwest
Battling strong headwinds and dense fog
Frozen solid, the rudder's stuck
Fighting the ice, it′s no use
We're going down, prepare for this
90 days without a slumber.
Grey airship, going down
Release the flag
We left some men, Inside the hull
Forever gone, fade to dark
Here on the ground, we're bruised and scared
90 days without a slumber
Grey airship, going down
Scatered on the
Ice was most of our provisions
Consequense of poor desicions made.
Petrol cans and tents on icefall
No response to our distress call, no
To the rescue
Two Norwegian groups with sled dogs
Swedish airforce, russian icebreaker
All steered west, among the best of
Daredevils and madmen of their time
Time passed so slowly
Pack ice unholy
All grandiose, but ill-concieved
The heart is good, mind is weak
Like bowling pins, down one by one
Same faith rescuers and rescued
We′re going home, those left of us
No hero′s welcome, sneak away
Blessed by the pope, our missions done
90 days without a slumber.
Grey airship, going down
Writer(s): Mats Sandborgh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

