[Verse 1 — The Dreadnaught; Deep Hull Voice] Death traveled light when it called you before No guns at its back—just a hand at your door You lived through the summons and called it a win So Death laid my keel where your grave should have been Your stolen tomorrows were smelted below Each breath fed a furnace no living could know You slipped one ending and thought yourself free Death built the next one—and that ending is me [Pre-Chorus] You should have died when Death first came Now every cannon carries your name [Chorus — The Dreadnaught and Deep Crew] You got past Death—now get past me I’m anchored ahead of wherever you flee My guns claim the years that the grave never got The Dreadnaught won’t miss what Death forgot [Verse 2] Choose tomorrow—my guns wait ahead Each marks the hour you should have been dead I fire at futures, not timber or bone My broadside lands before powder is thrown Your shadow goes first; your name leaves the page The tide takes the rest of your age My hull carries debt to its end Death called you first—I am what they send [Pre-Chorus] You should have died when Death first came Now every cannon carries your name [Chorus — The Dreadnaught and Deep Crew] You got past Death—now get past me I’m anchored ahead of wherever you flee My guns claim the years that the grave never got The Dreadnaught won’t miss what Death forgot [Verse 3] Before I appear, you feel me in bone Your first death speaks through the undertone Planets break orbit when gun decks align Heaven shuts down past the firing line Call it a warning—I call it respect Worlds hold their breath when I come to collect You cheated the grave, believed yourself free I wait where your next breath will be [Bridge] I am the answer beneath every gun The ending you just can’t outrun My keel marks where borrowed years end Each cannon returns what you spend Judgment is not mine to give I take back the years you weren’t meant to live Death spoke your debt; my gun decks reply When I call your name, planets comply [Breakdown — Half-Time Gun Deck] I do not chase you; I arrive where you flee Every road bends till it carries you to me Gun decks awaken; black water bows Nothing still living can bargain with me now Your borrowed pulse is a debt I collect Each iron mouth knows the hour to correct Death missed you once—do not call that release I was built for the error; your running will cease [Final Chorus — The Dreadnaught; Full Broadside] Now face the Dreadnaught—your last hour is mine My gun decks are aimed at the rest of your time Death gave me your name and the debt you ignored You escaped once—you won’t anymore
