| Don’t talk to me of blasphemy
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| Blinded by sun on the waves
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| Sinking for hours to bottom of the trench
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| Boarded by Nazis, forced to be slaves
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| The millions of mariners who went in the drink
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| They scream in my mind so I can’t hardly think
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| I thought I was a survivor
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| Until I looked into the grog and saw
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| My mad and staring reflection
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| Neptune takes his toll
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| Blood on the tide (sea savage)
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| Over the side (sea savage)
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| Making the sign (sea savage)
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| Vengeance is mine (sea savage)
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| Collcting heads in the southern sas
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| I trampled once on the Bible
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| Unknown creatures attack us by night
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| I drain the blood of the seagull
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| What shall we do with the sunken sailor?
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| Cannibalism awaits all traitors
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| Adrift on a sea of madness
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| I hail the king of the deep
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| And boarding ships in dead of night
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| I kill men in their sleep
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| Blood on the tide (sea savage)
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| Over the side (sea savage)
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| Making the sign (sea savage)
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| Vengeance is mine (sea savage)
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| A sailor went to sea
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| To see what he could see
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| But all that he could see
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| Was the Devil in the deep blue sea |