Lletres: Shipwrecked. Shipwrecked. Arctic Night.

Friends of a dozen out together
The right trouble we will find
We're all from different backgrounds
Yet everyone has challenged time

Battered sons, we know we're right
Charge on into the arctic night

Our breed, this breed of brothers
The arctic night, we're running loose
Laughs, fights coca-cola
We still don't drink no booze