As then agonizing screams are heard, echoing through the halls
Death is known around these parts, in bodies it crawls
Glimpses of sun are occasionally caught by a luck soul
But the more common bodies are trapped in this hole
Under a ship, they’ve been placed against their will
They’ve been emotionally battered, with tears their eyes begin to fill
Arms covered in chains, legs tied in steel shackles
Each individual fighting to stay alive in their own personal battle
Heads gently focused at angles, chests steadily moving
Minds in despair at the thoughts that conditions aren’t improving
Mutiny has been attempted, but been stifled like an unwanted cry
After being starved for two days, nobody wanted to again try
Over moans and sobs, you can here a loud roar on deck
Then many-a slaves looking for a view of the scene turn their neck
All they observe is a land foreign to them, something oddly strange
Accustomed to their regular life, these people weren’t use to change
As they are untied, they look at their friends that have been dead
With minds unsure of what, for them, is now ahead...