The Privateer

The privateer is watching

The moon provides the only light

Roaring winds are blowing

A flag appears out of the night

Guns are spitting fire

The cannonball tears up the rail

The vessel's changing course

The thunderstorm blows up the sail

A furious fight is raging

Red-hot cannon's shooting hard

Iron balls are flying

Tearing all the planks apart

His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea

No mariner has the slightest chance to flee

His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer

He fights the covered evil without a fear

Oh, the privateer

The sea-dog's reamed in legends

It said he had the second sight

His assignment must be holy

He fought the fight with power and pride

The key to ancient wisdom

The power to have seen the truth

He'll return to holy ground

Where his tortured soul had died in youth

His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea

No mariner has the slightest chance to flee

His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer

He fights the covered evil without a fear

Oh, the privateer

His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea

No mariner has the slightest chance to flee

His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer

He fights the covered evil without a fear

Oh, the privateer

Oh, the privateer

Oh, the privateer

Oh, the privateer

Oh, the privateer