Interpret:

Young Guns

Album:

All Our Kings Are Dead

Dearly beloved
we are gathered here today 
to lament the loss of honesty
to the art of saving face
of vanity and opacity
a generation lost beneath the waves
loose lips sink ships 
we're all going down

w'ere in the throes of vertigo
higher is impossible 
sink like a stone 
let it all go 
higher is impossible

the oceans rise to break the bow
and i find peace within in the sound 
of water rushing in 
so bid farewell to all you know 
take your place way down below
we'll sleep beneath the waves
loose lips sink ships 
we're all going down 

w'ere in the throes of vertigo
higher is impossible 
sink like a stone 
let it all go 
higher is impossible
loose lips sink ships 
we're on our way down

so slowly we all drift down
all our kings are dead now.