through moorland mist and fullmoon light –
we claimed the devil-tongues!
we sailed the sea in ghoulish night,
salt water filled our lounges…
we made our way through frost and snow,
under arctic skies.
through monuments of steel – below! –
a shadow did arise…
with fear you will stumble,
before the deamons you will see.
from the grottos of h-ll to the dark
skies above –
the deathship symphony!
once darkness has fallen,
there is no return!
cursed to sail the sea of the d-mned
– the deathship symphony!