Skull & Bones

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 and the rage's in the sky

[Chorus]

Skull & bones, on the horizon

Skull & bones, flying high

Skull & bones, storm is rising

Skull & 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, 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 and the rage's in the sky

[Chorus]