Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Raging Waters, artist - Testament. Album song The Legacy, in the genre
Date of issue: 20.04.1987
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Raging Waters |
Our ship sailed on through the violent, burning sea |
Not knowing of the danger waiting in store for me |
We wound up all in mayhem, the vessel tossed and turned |
The compass that had led us, we watched it slowly burn |
We’ll never see our homeland, we knew it all right then |
That fate was on the second hand of borrowed time again |
For the evil pathed our way |
The men were being thrown, from left and right they fell |
The water was as hot as Satan’s forge from Hell |
The questions that arose like: «Where the hell are we?» |
I had a good idea: we’re in the Devil’s Sea |
The Triangle! |
The Devil’s Triangle! |
See what’s become of your life left to live |
No hope from this land of trust |
Hell’s winds scream sacrilege, death from above |
The great white closes in |
The corpses afloat all shattered in rage |
No hope for our peace of mind |
Satan’s vessels come closer and closer |
He holds the sea’s fate in his hand |
Violence, terror, raging waters |
Dying has scared us, nowhere to go now |
Darkness prevails, no one to save us |
Every one man for himself |
The red gem of Hades is shining too hot |
Satan’s power becomes strong |
His armies have killed so many before |
A sacrifice must be done |
The door of the chosen has opened for us |
What sanctuary will we see? |
See him panic, crying in lust |
Screaming: «He'll get me!» |
Violence, terror, raging waters |
Dying has scared us, nowhere to go now |
Darkness prevails, no one to save us |
Every one man for himself |
Our ship sailed on through the violent, burning sea |
Not knowing of the danger waiting in store for me |
We wound up all in mayhem, the vessel tossed and turned |
The compass that had led us, we watched it slowly burn |
We’ll never see our homeland, we knew it all right then |
That fate was on the second hand of borrowed time again |
For the evil pathed our way |
Every one man for himself |