Flying Dutchman

Cape horn is raging, tearing the sails
My vessel's riding the gale
Through roaring thunder I'm breaking waves
Leading the crew to my aim.

Wind's growing stronger, howling my name
Southern Cross scarring my eyes
Shipmates all begging to storming sea
Crying the oath to the skies.

Oceans will open to fearless who gamble the soul.

Damnation lies on me to squeeze the rotten helm
The horror of the sea lives in me!
Under the torn black sail I'm Flying to the deep
The Flying Dutchman tale set me free.

Shall you encounter gale in the sky
Omen of certain demise
Abandon prayers, welcome aboard
My ship belongs to no port.

Traded my soul to the Devil for glory and gold.

Damnation lies on me to squeeze the rotten helm
The horror of the sea lives in me!
Under the torn black sail I'm Flying to the deep
The Flying Dutchman tale set me free.