Your ship worth nothing
But now it's mine anyway
Your flag doesn't mean anything
It's a blindfold for your fiancée
King of all the scarlet suns
Your crown is your anchor
Deathbed of a falling swan
Where hearts are the traitors
The storm is comming, painting the sky
Can you perceive this or are you blind?
Wood and gold are all the same
And your soul can't be saved
So my peer arms of hate
Shall bring you down to the grave
Captain the sea dried up
What remained were corals and bones
They all can be vanished by the wind
But the shells still echo in the hands of our child
You are nothing
But I loved you anyway