In a time not so long ago, when serpents roamed the seas
The men were brave,
For adventure they craved! In their swords they did believe!
How I survived that night I don't know, but my sanity I left behind
One day I'll grow old, let my story be told,
And you'll know I'm still alive, a fate worse than death...
Dead men brought back from their graves bydaemons from the east
In metal we trust!
Let not our steel rust! In our swords we must believe!
Now comes the time to fight the
Black beast that lies beneath the waves
I'm not dead yet, but if death wins our bet,
Then I'll owe him more than the life I'd gladly give...
Consume the soul of the serpent
Tear its scaled flesh limb from limb!
It sails through the night,
Fight the good fight, and we'll watch it burn!
Exhume the bones of your comrades
By witchcraft they'll rise from the grave
They'll sail through the seas, by storm or by breeze
And curse our souls tonight!
The day is passed when we stood tall against that daemoniac thing
We'll throw up our horns,
And we'll be reborn! In our swords we did believe!
Endowed with this blood,
Our might is unmatched as it trickles down our throats!
We'll drink from our horns,
And carve with our swords,
Prepare our final meal, the serpent's feast...
Consume the soul of the serpent
Tear its scaled flesh limb from limb!
It sails through the night, fight the good fight
And we'll watch it burn!
Exhume the bones of your comrades
By witchcraft they'll rise from the grave
They'll sail through the seas, by storm or by breeze
And end our lives tonight!