Asphyx - Cape Horn lyrics

A trader leaving harbour Farewell waving hands Set course with godspeed To far promising lands The sun is mildly shining Sails bulging in the breeze An expedition seeking Free pa**age to the East In South Atlantic waters Crossing the equator Pa**ing Patagonia And Tierra del Fuego Screams come from the crow's nest His horrid observation The sight of the Flying Dutchman Portent of damnation Sailor's nightmare Ship of ghosts Fearsome traveller Curse of boats Dead man's island Hell begins Down-pour rain Howling winds Inconstant currents Waves like walls Floating icebergs Polar squalls Blustering maelstroms Furious storms Seamen's graveyard 'Round the Horn Looming up at starboard Monolithical form Seafarers fall on their knees As they behold Cape Horn Months now lasts the effort They have lost all hope A dancing wreck of splintered wood Icing on the ropes The craft battered and broken Crew drowning like rats Their shattered galleon sinking Into mysterious dephts