Purple clouds on the horizon
Raging waves could touch the sky
On the wind a certain howling
Whipping bow will ride on high

Waving flag is nearly tearing
The braces hold on tight
"All hands on deck", the order
Steadfast, prepared to fight


Caught in the storm, where our spirit is born
Riding the waves with the wind
And the devil is taking his toll
With the sea, where nobody can flee
When the waves piling high
When the rage in the sky

Skull and bones, on the horizon
Skull and bones, flying high
Skull and bones, storm is rising
Skull and bones, lead will fly

The cannons are packed and loaded
Ready to shoot their load
A cracking round is blowing
Shaking the sea and the boat
A cloud of smoke and fire
Is blacking out the sea
The flag in white is rising
There's no more chance to flee

Caught in the storm, where our spirit is born
Riding the waves with the wind
And the devil is taking his toll
With the sea, where nobody can flee
When the waves piling high
When the rage in the sky

Skull and bones, on the horizon
Skull and bones, flying high
Skull and bones, storm is rising
Skull and bones, lead will fly

Caught in the storm, where our spirit is born
Riding the waves with the wind
And the devil is taking his toll
With the sea, where nobody can flee
When the waves piling high
When the rage in the sky

Skull and bones, on the horizon
Skull and bones, flying high
Skull and bones, storm is rising
Skull and bones, lead will fly
Skull and bones
Skull and bones
Skull and bones
Skull and bones