Paganauts

Five centuries ago, a story unknown
This tale was stained with deceit
A vessel designed to travel the seas
Safe journey assured to the ones without fear.

A path through the storms, sailing around the globe.

With bare hands they built a ship with no peer
It was really one of a kind
Tirelessly working, by day and by night
No rest until everything’s done.

The carracks were five, but this one became the queen.

Nao Victoria! Nao Victoria!
Domingo was the rightful one.

Nao Victoria! Nao Victoria!
It’s ours and we’ll claim it back.

It’s running through our blood
The might of the tides and the floods
Up high the storms we soar
They called us Paganauts.

Arising from the depths
We’ll find your home again
Don’t blame us, for we were taught this way
And we’ll keep on till the end.

Ruling the seas, spreading disease
We erase your existence with ease
Dividing the waters to terminate life
Forever we’ll be Paganauts.