[Verse 1]
The killers, Scylla, and the limping fool
All the beggars play by the beggars' own rules
On a sea of destruction
(All right)
A sea of destruction

[Verse 2]
Blackest jackets of their burning books
A lecher loves what a lecher should
On a sea of destruction
(All right)
A sea of destruction

[Chorus]
Build your ship and sail across a sea of flame
Leviathans will guide you into where they say
Kings dig ditches witches stitch in witches' time
And proper paupers are of sound body and mind

[Solo - Tim Sult]

[Verse 3]
Greenest genius of the fallen fool
All the beggars play by the beggars' own rules
On a sea of destruction
(All right)
A sea of destruction
[Chorus]
Build your ship and sail across a sea of flame
Leviathans will guide you into where they say
Kings dig ditches witches stitch in witches' time
And proper paupers are of sound body and mind