The sea is howling,
It's calling out to me,
The strangest feeling,
It's haunting me,
Then in the distance,
A ship without a name,
No crew upon her,
A deathly Haze.
No shore for miles,
What can this be?
No pirate strongholds,
No island bays,
I see a ghost light,
A figure, it looks at me,
A stare of terror,
The men, they know his name...
Look high,
The spirits fly,
A nightmare on the sea this night,
Set sail,
We'll flee their guise,
For they will strike,
Let's take to flight.
It's not a dream,
It is reality,
The ghost ship has come for me...
Now, the night is black and restless,
I sense an evil,
I hear, darkness, call...
Wait, the moon is bright and guiding,
It guides me from the dreadful, bitter storm...
Not long before,
We left the shore,
The ocean deep,
Conceived our dreams,
To flee from war,
And written law,
But we're no more!
Look high,
The spirits fly,
A nightmare on the sea this night,
Set sail,
We'll flee their guise,
For they will strike,
Let's take to flight.

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