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Running out of the last supplies

Yes, the hunger grabbed our throats

Oh, will we last for another week

Or be dead before we can reach the shores

The mastboy shouts til his spitting teeth

There is something in our reach

A sailing treasure, the time is right

With the last of force, we can take this fight

From the other side... the other side... A ghastly few

From the other side, the greed lives on forever more

CHORUS:

We'll never die, we're Hunting for gold

We'll never die, we're Hunting for gold

...and damned for all time

The hunger pains our very souls

While we plunder all we can find

No man knew that they all were lost

In the devils game of the living dead

From the other side... the other side... A ghastly few

From the other side, the greed lives on forever more

CHORUS

Blood of the living is dying the sea

And treasures are growing in tons

We're damned for all time! Damned for all time!

Never will we leave this hell on earth!

CHORUS