Out of nothing on a fragile ground Have you ever seen how far it is To the place where we are to dream Can you better hear the storming folks Whispering in fear, roars the most Is it something that we have to found I want you to sit me down Let it go,

Buckfast Powersmash! From Scotland's bonnie shores we set sail In search of alcohol, the drunkard's holy grail 'Cause a pirate's life is empty without booze The situation's dire, we've got nothing to lose To England we ride With vengeance on our minds

Where the storm blows your way I wanna be inside your heaven Take me to the place you cry from And I wanna be the earth that holds you Every bit of air you're breathin' in A soothin' wind The sun and the moonlight All my dreams are in your eyes And I

The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm How I need it Give it to me Where can I run How can I hide The Silmarils Gems of treelight

There are no more tales to be told! No more stories from battles of old! Now it seems our journey has come to an end! We are scraping the barrel my friend! For many a-year we have travelled the seas Singing songs about pirates and all their misdeeds!

Let's chase away, the storms and the rain And the days of dark (oh oh oh) Your hand in mine, there's no better time Let's raise a glass, to the pain of the past And never look back on these broken hearts Right where horizon, the sun started shining So

A sign of evil Witness the twilight of the gods Will they ever return A storm will take us And then wipe us out There's no retreat We're trapped in twilight While the gods will drowse Gods will drowse

Oden! Guide our ships Our axes, spears and swords Guide us through storms that whip And in brutal war The warming sun returns again And melts away the snow The sea is freed from icy chains Winter is letting go Standing on the ocean side

Deathsworn, Oathbound We sail to the halls of doom On a quest for vengeful slaughter With the black flag raised in the sky No gods shall be our master With the black flag raised to the sky From the deep there's a terror rising A great beast with eyes

And so you left us Jaded and gaunt, some September Wilted with the seasons But hidden inside the delusion I saw you eyes, somewhere Devoid of death The aura poises amidst (the storm) In solid tears I linger A parlor glade, moonlit sorrow