This salty ol' ship should get rid of her cargo
But the wind and the sea are the only friends that she knows
Prisoner of war in a thousand years confrontation
With the man who's wearing the night on his sleeve
Down at the nightshift of a world
That's reeling on its feet
With a burnin' white flag
Here we go!
Headlong to the edge
The edge of the world
Headlong to the edge -to the end of horizon
Headlong to the edge -to the end
Headlong to the edge- The edge of the world
The mighty ol' sky
Always there watching the struggle
Of life that's trying to get hold of itself
Prisoner of war in a thousand years confrontation
With treacherous winds that take you ashore
Down at the nightshift.

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