Falconer - Royal Galley

The firm hand of doom
makes the ship heal.
Rocking out of control
bending up its keel
The impsing galley twists and turns
struggling in the wild waves
Royal galley sailing no more

Ooooh ooooh
The ship is doomed forevermore
Ooooh ooooh

Panic and agony hands in the cold air as we're heading towards our destiny
The figurehead is going down towards the black end
never to be seen again crossing the seven seas
Clashing waves are our tragic requiem
since the maiden voyage was the last to be

The golden flagship of the fleet
is heading for its deepest grave
Royal galley lost at sea

Ooooh ooooh
Down in the deep, resint in peace
Ooooh ooooh