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Lyrics
Verse 1
The sky split wide with a thunder cry,
Black waves reachin’ for the mast so high.
The deck runs slick with salt and rain,
But we ain’t bowin’ to the ocean’s chain.
Chorus
Hold the line, don’t let her break,
This old ship’s more than wood and paint.
Pull her through the howlin’ gale,
Every hand on rope and sail.
Verse 2
The bow cuts deep through the boilin’ sea,
Like a wounded beast still fightin’ free.
Canvas tears and the timbers scream,
But we still row toward the dream.
Chorus
Hold the line, stand your ground,
Don’t let the waves drag us down.
With blood, with sweat, with battered hands,
We’ll force our way to safer land.
Verse 3
The cook’s on deck with a bleeding arm,
Still haulin’ rope through the storm alarm.
The youngest lad won’t leave the wheel,
Even when the whole world reel.
Bridge
If we go down, we go as one,
But not before the fight is done!
Final Chorus
Hold the line, feel her strain,
Every soul against the rain.
Through the dark and through the pain,
We’ll see the dawn again!
Outro
So sing it loud through wind and foam—
We’re not goin’ down…
We’re goin’ home
Details
GeneratedJan 12, 2026
Duration3:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
A powerful sea shanty with pirate-era instruments, deep group vocals, and a driving, storm-tossed.
Credits
Prompt by
Matatao_Potato
Matatao_PotatoModelAria v5
