Punishers all along the robber's square
Deliver the final blow for all those mates
The gone-off landing craft
Unwinds its mooring lines
On shipboard, hopes aside
The gallows knot haunts their minds
C cold shiver is running down to the left hand
With no word, the barge berths on the other bank
Such a spot in disguise
Puts up a smokescreen of lies
If only, for a while
We knew about all these facts