Prisoners of the Sea - Axel Rudi Pell

We’re sailing on the waves of the ocean

The gallow’s dangling in the wind

The god of the sea is showing his real face

As the slaves try to tame the raging waves

We’re riding on the wind and the sea is turning red

We fight the fire of hate, black banners for the dead

No walking on water

We’re the prisoners of the sea

The Devil’s daughter

A game between her and me

The sea will be our grave and we’re running out of time

But we’re searching for our little peace of mind