Remove the mooring lines It's time to set sail On adventures we embark Great treasures await us Knowledge to be gained The sea is no place for those weak in spirit We will not fail Hoist the main sail On the wind we ride Prepare for rough seas, a storm headed our way It stands to block our course, we must be brave The sea gives not her mysteries without a fight But endurance rides on the Ship of Destiny Hold stronger now, though the rudder threatens to crack Set course for the eye if we are to survive.