Letra de Pretendeavor: in reference to a sinking ship

Oh my god, hand us down our ribbons.
you death defier you. Far from fear, we are.
adrift and gone. after the fallout, after a million miles.
Adrift is the reason for the rain and we´re in the undertow.
Stop dancing around, in stories untold
The mind has conquered the whole heart.
Sewing the insecure thread of reason.
I´ll burn what it takes. Drown what it takes,
We´re not going down with this ship.
I burned 41 hills for the love of academic ability.
that exceeds the love of search for the truth.
We comprehend a massive array.