The tomorrow belongs to him and the queen by his side for your king and country
Turn the prow towards the storm for it's too late to turn back
Royal galley under the sky Breaking waves oh, so high
great white sails are torn "Work harder faithful crew, or you'll do nothing more." The impsing galley twists and turns struggling in the wild waves Royal galley sailing no more
The ship is doomed forevermore
Panic and agony hands in the cold air as we're heading towards our destiny never to be seen again crossing the seven seas Clashing waves are our tragic requiem since the maiden voyage was the last to be
The golden flagship of the fleet is heading for its deepest grave
Down in the deep, resint in peace