Texty: Running Wild. Marooned.

Fire, fore and aft
Man the boats and put to the sea
Crashing yardarms, cries of pain
A will to live, a chance to flee

Panic on the boats to save
Stricken hands the first on board
Leading to eternal grave
Dragging down what they could hoard

Thirty days and night
Have I seen the brink of death
Troubled seas my only friend
Drag me down gasping for breath

Cursing eternal black
Bloodied by the dogs of war
Memories come clawing back
Treasured friends their sight no more

Eternal cruise, I feel the fires of madness
Burning holes into my wounds
This hell on earth, I feel the power of sadness
No way out I'm marooned

Lonely this hell on earth
Demons screaming in my mind
Wading through debris of life
A thousand souls their graves to find

Flotsam with death on board
Bodies ripped until the bone
Nothing but the sounds of time
No sign of life, am I alone?

Eternal cruise, I feel the fires of madness
Burning holes into my wounds
This hell on earth, I feel the power of sadness
No way out, I'm marooned

Eternal curse, could I really be stranded
Start to count one thousand moons
This hell on earth, to me the dogs have handed
No way out, I'm marooned