A letter, to you,
This would’ve been,
If I had a way to send it.
But, that’s okay, you’ll find out
All the same.

When you look to the west,
When you gaze out over the sea,

What is it you think of?

Do you ever think of me?

I would suggest you change your answer,
But that will not change your ending

This ship has but one destination:

Hell.