Breaking the weaves, a ride on the wild raging sea
 Playing with fortune oh, what a lust to be free
 Flashlights and thunder, the prattering rain in the hull
 From a stormy horizon we get our course
 The cry of freedom
 Face in the wind, we're riding the storm
 We'll stay our course whatever [bad word] 
 Wandering souls in the sea of the damned
 Death or glory, oh, oh we're riding the storm
 Cracks in the planks, the rigging moves upwards and
 Staggering masts, the pounding splash of the prow
 The wind in our sails, our flag flies high on the top
 From a stormy horizon we get our course
 The cry of freedom
 Face in the wind, we're riding the storm
 We'll stay our course whatever [bad word] 
 Wandering souls in the sea of the damned
 Death or glory, oh, oh we're riding the storm
 [Solo]
 Breaking the weaves, a ride on the wild raging sea
 Playing with fortune oh, what a lust to be free
 Flashlights and thunder, the prattering rain in the hull
 From a stormy horizon we get our course
 The cry of freedom
 Face in the wind, we're riding the storm
 We'll stay our course whatever [bad word] 
 Wandering souls in the sea of the damned
 Death or glory, oh, oh we're riding the storm