We dropped through the overcast silent as death
Our twenty pounders trained on the airship ahead
A grapplers sailed across. We stormed over her trim
The war between brothers ablaze at the Pacific rim
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Her captain shouted at the sight of my raiders
"You're lower than the worst goddamned traitors
You've got my ship, but you've still lost your war"
With my sabre to his neck, I demanded more
He tossed me a cable he'd long ago received
I saw with my eyes but could scarcely believe
Four months ago, as we set fire to the skies
Our countrymen fell broken at the Mason-Dixon line
Still we press on towards the waning sun
Our bow cutting hard through the air
Never looking back, we'll never go back
Only misfortune lives there
We hove to on the Australian coast
Took on stores as I confirmed the worst
Amnesty was granted to all but my crew
Accidental pirates now hunted by The Blue
The ship was weighed off. The ballast vented
A ship of pariahs no longer protected
By the flag we still gallantly fly
By the cause for which we'll so bravely die
Still we press on... (Go!) Towards the waning sun... (Go!) Our bow cutting hard through the air
Never looking back... (No!) We'll never go back... (No!) Only misfortune lives there
Still we press on... (Go!) Towards the waning sun... (Go!) Our bow cutting hard through the air
Never looking back... (No!) We'll never go back... (No!) Only misfortune lives there
We're soldiers without a nation
We're Warriors without a war
We're soldiers without a nation
Warriors without a war
Still we press on... (Go!) Towards the waning sun... (Go!) Our bow cutting hard through the air
Never looking back... (No!) We'll never go back... (No!) Only misfortune lives there
Still we press on... (Go!) Towards the waning sun... (Go!) Our bow cutting hard through the air
Never looking back... (No!) We'll never go back... (No!) Only misfortune lives there