Letras
Cold steel buckle, mask goes down
Surface fades, no sound around
Black water closes like a door
Every step's a choice once more
No light to guide, no hand to hold
Just training, trust, and will of old
By rope or line, by count or feel
Every motion learned in steel
When sight is gone, the hands still know
The quiet language down below
Into the black, where the lost still wait
Through the cold, through the weight of fate
No glory found where the light can't reach
Just courage carved in silence deep
Into the black-we go alone
So others don't stay lost, unknown
Ice above or river run
Storm-cut seas where shadows come
Flooded streets, a tangled past
Seconds stretch, but training lasts
Grid by feel, slow measured sweep
Circles tight where secrets sleep
No panic breath, no wasted move
Every inch is earned, not proved
Two divers here would risk the line
So one descends-by design
Into the black, where the answers hide
Hands replace what eyes deny
No spotlight here, no flags unfurled
Just one more soul from a broken world
Into the black-we go alone
So families aren't left with unknowns
This isn't fear-it's discipline
A calm heart where chaos lives
When the water takes its toll
We anchor mind, body, soul
If we find life-we bring it home
If we find loss-we're not alone
Not every rescue ends in breath...
But every mission ends with respect.
Into the black, beneath the pain
We give the lost their name again
Through mud and cold and endless night
We stand the watch beyond the light
Into the black-until it's done
We surface last... when others run
Surface breaks. Helmets off.
Another dive carved into us.