I stroke the blade with my hand
The sharp edge cuts the skin
Blood drips to the rain wet sand my journey can begin
Once a slave, but now im free, my honor is restored
Once again, i will ride the seas, free at last from whip and oar

I silde(?) the sword into the sheef
The ocean god is here
And as we push out to the sea
We raise the rest of sails

I've missed the breeze of my home shores
The frozen lakes, and winter snow
But now my dream starts to unfold
Father, im coming home


The storm devoured(?) without remorse
And on to crash the rails(?)
The ship was thrown back and forth
A strong wind ripped the sails

The icy waves embrace my skin
I am going down
The endless ocean swallows me
This will be my call up to

Won't feel the breeze of my home shore
Nor see the lakes, or winter snow
My hopeful dreams lie ripped and torn
Father I die alone
I die alone!