| Gone for weeks without a sign of land no matter where we turn
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| Like a blind old man who walks at random to his grave alone, hope is burned
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| I stayed up that cursed night
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| When far away green mist appeared
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| As I woke the others to tell the sight
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| Their heads turned back in fear
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| It is true, we are doomed
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| Curse of the ghost ship, damned to eternal
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| Roaming in circles under a bleak sky
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| Souls of the ocean, crying to find home
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| Sailing in madness, lost for a thousand moons
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| Closing in with lowered flag
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| A jolly welcome by the crew
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| They tell us not to be afraid
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| Just join the party, drink a few
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| As we fell around the deck in pain
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| A ghastly laughter by the host
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| «Now you must live on so we can die!»
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| Now we are cursed for all eternity
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| Oh we’re cursed, forever
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| Lost forever on our journey, endless years pass by for us
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| The captain roars like mad again to get us home for one last time
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| Nothing seems to end our lives, no reaper with a scythe of death
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| Then a fellow ship shows up afar, remember how we got her first?
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| Now we’ll die, at last!
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| Oh we’re lost! |