Speak to the Dead
Speak to the dead and listen well
Save our souls from burning
Speak to the dead or we meet them instead
They will not be returning
Born below our father's sails
Cross the ocean far
And the storm will blow, and timbers fail
We've lost sight of the stars
The king has sent our sorry ship
Starving for our pay
And as we break our backs, the thunder rolls
And he's feasting far away
If the Captain would lead us asunder
If his pride takes this ship to the brink
When his lungs fill with water, I wonder
How his hindsight will help when we sink?
Speak to the dead and listen well
Save our souls from burning
Speak to the dead or we meet them instead
They will not be returning
Sailing nowhere, evermore
Never will I rest
And the treasure I've been fighting for
Is just an empty chest
Send me to my Oceangrave
Tell my love goodbye
I guess I wasn't worth the gold they saved
So I'm condemned to die
If the Captain would lead us asunder
If his pride takes this ship to the brink
When his lungs fill with water, I wonder
How his hindsight will help when we sink?
Speak to the dead and listen well
Save our souls from burning
Speak to the dead or we meet them instead
They will not be returning
No, they will not be returning
No, they will not be returning