Letras
In 1914, a most gruesome scene
Was revealed by the dawn of the day
When the blizzard had passed, all eyes were aghast
At what nature delivered that day
Among the seals on the floes were men that were froze
Into carvings that nature had sewed
We stood there and cried for the men that had died
Their bodies white statues of stone
Just three days before, the weather was warm
And nature was setting her trap
Sealers over the side, the ice swells to ride
Naked from waist to their back
They worked through the day, their ships far away
Unaware that they wouldn't get back
The storm came up fast, a cruel winter's blast
The men prayed soon it would slack
Blinded by snow, with no place to go
They crouched behind bodies of seals
For two days and nights, no rescue in sight
It seemed their fate had been sealed
No shelter around, the sealers were bound
In groups as they tried to keep warm
Fathers and sons in death they were one
Welded by ice that had formed
These men are long gone, but their memory lives on
Seventy-seven died that day at the hunt
The bravest of men we won't see again
Our boys became men at the front
Yeah, the bravest of men we won't see again
Our boys became men at the front