Brothers will you help us
we have sworn an oath and
these lands are forsaken
time is of the essence

all carved by hand tall masted sloop
your graceful ships we need just a few
to carry us (across) sundering sea
and in your debt forever we'd be

we can offer shelter
we know of your oath and
we would be forsaken
time to stop and think now

our ships we have carved and learned how to crew
these we can not give not even a few
if we aid you to cross the sea
in your doom forever we'd be

so we offer cold steel
we have sworn an oath and
we know we're forsaken
no time left for pleading

your ships we are taking blood will be spilled
this is the first time our own kin we've killed
and now as we head out to sea
a red sun rises grim and slowly

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