歌词
[Instrumental intro]
[Verse 1]
Oh, gather 'round, ye sailors bold,
A tale of woe I'll tell,
Of a crew who sailed the ocean cold,
And met their fate in Hell.
They plundered ships and towns alike,
With hearts as black as night,
But karma's hand, it struck them down,
Beneath the pale moonlight.
[Chorus]
For the spirits of the fallen roam,
The endless, restless sea,
On a ghostly ship with tattered sails,
They haunt eternally.
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A mournful, eerie sound,
Beware the cursed, the damned, the lost,
Where phantom tides are found.
[Verse 2]
The storm it raged, the lightning cracked,
Their ship was torn asunder,
The waves consumed their cries and screams,
And dragged them down to thunder.
No mercy shown, no quarter given,
The depths their silent grave,
But death could not contain their souls,
Nor the ship that once was brave.
[Chorus]
For the spirits of the fallen roam,
The endless, restless sea,
On a ghostly ship with tattered sails,
They haunt eternally.
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A mournful, eerie sound,
Beware the cursed, the damned, the lost,
Where phantom tides are found.
(Chorus)
For the spirits of the fallen roam,
The endless, restless sea,
On a ghostly ship with tattered sails,
They haunt eternally.
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A mournful, eerie sound,
Beware the cursed, the damned, the lost,
Where phantom tides are found.
(Bridge)
Now sailors tell of ghostly lights,
And whispers on the breeze,
Of cursed gold and blood-stained decks,
A ship of death that flees.
For in the darkest, deepest night,
When the moon is full and pale,
You'll see the shadow of their mast,
And hear their ghostly wail.
(Chorus)
For the spirits of the fallen roam,
The endless, restless sea,
On a ghostly ship with tattered sails,
They haunt eternally.
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A mournful, eerie sound,
Beware the cursed, the damned, the lost,
Where phantom tides are found.
(Outro)
So heed this tale, ye sailors brave,
And steer clear of their path,
For those who meet the ghostly crew,
Will feel their vengeful wrath.
The sea's a grave for many men,
But some refuse to sleep,
They sail forever in the mist,
The crew that haunts the deep.
(Chorus)
For the spirits of the fallen roam,
The endless, restless sea,
On a ghostly ship with tattered sails,
They haunt eternally.
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A mournful, eerie sound,
Beware the cursed, the damned, the lost,
Where phantom tides are found.
(Outro)
So heed this tale, ye sailors brave,
And steer clear of their path,
For those who meet the ghostly crew,
Will feel their vengeful wrath.
The sea's a grave for many men,
But some refuse to sleep,
They sail forever in the mist,
The crew that haunts the deep.
