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Caught in the mouth of the hurricane, struck hard by the violent waves

Far from shore we have stayed, the ocean doth rage

Steer a steady course and be not afraid, and pray for

the end of the wind and the rain

Tossing the longship's frame, the ocean doth rage

Chorus:

Oh God, let me not die a straw death

Oh guide me home, I am lost at sea

Ever grant me the golden streets to tread

Oh guide me home, I am lost at sea

By the elements I sorely am beset, the tempest lacks no strength

Far from shore we have strayed, the ocean doth rage

I stand to the wind and look out toward the sky, if it is

written now 'tis proud I'll be to die

Tossing the longship's frame, the ocean doth rage

--Chorus--

--Chorus--

Ramming speed!!