Ohhhh… haul the line, and raise the dead Storms ahead where angels dread The sea don’t sleep, and neither do we Bound to the curse of the endless sea Heave… ho… HEAVE… HO… Wooden hull and a cursed old map Marked by blood where the compass snaps Waves like mountains in iron rain Every voyage carved in pain Lanterns swing in the ghost wind howl Shadows laugh with a living scowl Crewmen sing to keep their breath Dancing close with the edge of death The wind it screams… the mast it cries… Something ancient opens its eyes… WE SAIL THE STORM, WE BREAK THE SKY BLACK ROSE SHIPS NEVER DIE THUNDER IN OUR BONES, FIRE IN OUR VEINS BOUND BY CHAINS OF OCEAN GAINS RAISE THE FLAG OF BONE AND SALT CRUSH THE WAVES, THE WORLD’S OUR VAULT NO GODS LEFT TO HEAR OUR CALL WE SAIL THROUGH THE END OF ALL Kraken rising from abyssal sleep Drag us down where the dead don’t weep Cannons roar like a broken choir Lighting the sea in cursed fire Sirens sing but we don’t fall We’ve heard worse in the captain’s call Gold and blood in equal trade Every debt in steel is paid HO! SINK! THEM! ALL! Pull the ropes till the heavens tear Drag the deep from its dark lair No escape and no retreat Only thunder beneath our feet WE SAIL THE STORM, WE BREAK THE SKY BLACK ROSE SHIPS NEVER DIE FROM THE DEPTHS WE RISE AGAIN SEA AND STEEL ARE KIN AND KIN HEAVE… HO… LET THE WORLD COLLAPSE WE SING OUR SONG AT THE END OF MAPS FOREVER LOST, FOREVER FREE THE CURSED CREW OF THE WINDROSE SEA Ohhh… the sea remembers every name… And she always calls us back again…
