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Through moorland mist and fullmoon light -
We claimed the devil-tongues!
We sailed the sea in ghoulish night,
Salt water filled our lounges...
We made our way through frost and snow,
Under arctic skies.
Through monuments of steel - below! -
A shadow did arise...
With fear you will stumble,
Before the deamons you will see.
From the grottos of hell to the dark
Skies above -
The Deathship Symphony!
Once darkness has fallen,
There is no return!
Cursed to sail the sea of the damned
- The Deathship Symphony!
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