I lie awake and I am haunted by the water,
I toss and turn, I’m at the mercy of the sea.
The wild wind that fills the sails of an armada,
Could tear this ship apart and be the death of me.

So strapped into the bed I [bad word] like a hurricane,
The hurricane that is the nightmare of the sea.
I fear under the ship a monster waits to swallow me,
Holding the treasure to my heart I grit my teeth.

Every single day, I hide away, I try to pray,
Nothing to say, the final [bad word] quickly.
Letters I can’t send, oh how I crave my journey’s end
And I don’t even have a friend, please take me home.

Adventurer who tried to touch forbidden treasure,
hungry man wasn’t invited to the feast.
[bad word] man who tries to reach the final bottle,
prisoner begins to make the final plea.
But there’s no currency can bribe this executioner,
The stolen gold is sinking deep beneath the sea.
The voices ringing in the wind I hear, accusing me,
The tentacles that drag their victims underneath…

Every single day, I hide away, I try to pray,
Nothing to say, the final [bad word] quickly.
Letters I can’t send, oh how I crave this journey’s end
And I don’t even have a friend, please take me home.