Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
At twilight we'll live
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
We'll meet in fiddler's green
♪
Born in the poorest slums
Covered in mud and dust
We never stand a chance
To get a better life
Invisible to kings
Despicable to queens
Only the Jolly Roger
Nothing in between
Sailing from dusk till down
Gliding through wind and storms
Demons and storytellers
Of a world foregone
Haunted and vilified
Champions of noble lies
Our flag burned to ashes
Under God's pure eyes
Lost, forlorn
In books with golden locks
Turned into children's dolls
Like puppets hanged for joy
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
At twilight we'll live
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
We'll meet in fiddler's green
♪
Feeling the last moonlight
Hiding the tears inside
The whiner and the stoic
Come here both to die
Denial and regret
Anger and empty threats
If Hades says your name
There is no turning back
Locked in with rusty chains
Accused of false behaves
Nobody is feeling sorry
For a bastard's fate
My deepest excuses
To all yer majesties
If I'm a little sick
Dancing the hempen jig
Lost, forlorn
In books with golden locks
Turned into children's dolls
Like puppets hanged for joy
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
At twilight we'll live
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
We'll meet in fiddler's green
♪
Open your eyes
The dream is over
Misery is no more
Your life devoted
To a lost cause
Blessed utopia
Lost, forlorn
In books with golden locks
Turned into children's dolls
Like puppets hanged for joy
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
At twilight we'll live
Our crime is roaming the oceans
Our sin, the dream to be free
At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows
We'll meet in fiddler's green