Cape horn is raging, tearing the sails, My vessel's riding the gale Through roaring thunder I'm breaking waves, Leading the crew to my aim Wind's growing stronger, howling my name, Southern Cross scarring my eyes Shipmates all begging to storming sea, Crying the oath to the skies Oceans will open to fearless who gamble the soul Damnation lies on me to squeeze the rotten helm, The horror of the sea lives in me! Under the torn black sail I'm Flying to the deep, The Flying Dutchman tale set me free Shall you encounter gale in the sky, Omen of certain demise Abandon prayers, welcome aboard, My ship belongs to no port Traded my soul to the Devil for glory and gold Damnation lies on me to squeeze the rotten helm, The horror of the sea lives in me! Under the torn black sail I'm Flying to the deep, The Flying Dutchman tale set me free