Lyrics

Oceans of madness darkened Alone on hell she rides Lichen, undead and rotten Dripping and dignified She combs with violence Upon the wailing storm This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry On stirring seas of salted blood Condemned to forge her sails forevermore Enslaved, her hull will never reach the shores Damning these waters of irony filth Beneath the stench of crimson winds Her sails of flesh betorn Red skeletons are oaring The plasma stains their bones Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist This haunted vessel lost and damned The prisoners of her endless quest A burial at ancient sea That cannot rest in fucking peace The crew of wraith-like revenants Merely seek peace and reverence From purgatorial permanence Their cursed bondage has no end! On they ride Through the throes of endless night Her will never dies! [Guitar Solo] The compass pointing straight to hell And that is where they're going Beaten by curling waves of red The storm, no signs of slowing now On stirring seas of salted blood Condemned to forge her sails forevermore Enslaved, her hull will never reach the shores Damning these waters of irony filth Scabbed with the blood of the ones they have killed The ghosts of war must soldier on!