Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows At twilight we'll live Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows We'll meet in fiddler's green ♪ Born in the poorest slums Covered in mud and dust We never stand a chance To get a better life Invisible to kings Despicable to queens Only the Jolly Roger Nothing in between Sailing from dusk till down Gliding through wind and storms Demons and storytellers Of a world foregone Haunted and vilified Champions of noble lies Our flag burned to ashes Under God's pure eyes Lost, forlorn In books with golden locks Turned into children's dolls Like puppets hanged for joy Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows At twilight we'll live Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows We'll meet in fiddler's green ♪ Feeling the last moonlight Hiding the tears inside The whiner and the stoic Come here both to die Denial and regret Anger and empty threats If Hades says your name There is no turning back Locked in with rusty chains Accused of false behaves Nobody is feeling sorry For a bastard's fate My deepest excuses To all yer majesties If I'm a little sick Dancing the hempen jig Lost, forlorn In books with golden locks Turned into children's dolls Like puppets hanged for joy Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows At twilight we'll live Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows We'll meet in fiddler's green ♪ Open your eyes The dream is over Misery is no more Your life devoted To a lost cause Blessed utopia Lost, forlorn In books with golden locks Turned into children's dolls Like puppets hanged for joy Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows At twilight we'll live Our crime is roaming the oceans Our sin, the dream to be free At sunrise we'll walk to the gallows We'll meet in fiddler's green