| Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze | 
| Godspeed toward Kingdom Come | 
| Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders | 
| Buoyant on hard tack and rum | 
| At the Heart of the Sea | 
| Where the spirit can bleed | 
| They fight for their lives | 
| With their Mythical Knives | 
| Vagrants and drifters, freaks and shape-shifters | 
| Lured by the song of Nereid | 
| Rising and falling, drinking and brawling | 
| They pray for their souls to be saved | 
| At the Heart of the Sea | 
| Where the spirit can bleed | 
| They fight for their lives | 
| With their Mythical Knives | 
| They fight tooth and nail for ship and for sail | 
| Broken and cracked by the sun | 
| Through blood and through thunder, the beast torn asunder | 
| Nowhere for cowards to run | 
| A flash of the blade, a suitable fate | 
| Desire for vengeance recedes | 
| Giving no quarter, blood on the water | 
| The bastards lay claim to the sea | 
| Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze | 
| Godspeed toward Kingdom Come | 
| Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders | 
| Buoyant on hard tack and rum | 
| At the Heart of the Sea | 
| Where the spirit can bleed | 
| They fight for their lives | 
| With their Mythical Knives | 
| A flash of the blade, a suitable fate | 
| Desire for vengeance recedes | 
| Giving no quarter, blood on the water | 
| The bastards lay claim to the sea |