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Oh the sun don’t rise no more, me boys,

It sank into the sea,

The stars all fell like shattered glass,

And took the sky from me.

The wind it howls a ghostly tune,

Through sails of burning thread,

And every shore we once did know

Is swallowed by the dead.

[Chorus] (slow, stomping beat)

Heave, ho, the world did fall,

Ash on the breeze and fire on all,

Drink your rum and face the tide—

There’s nowhere left to run or hide.

Heave, ho, let the cold rain pour,

We ain’t goin’ home no more…

The sea turned black, the whales all wept,

The gulls forgot to fly,

The gods have packed their sacred things

And left us here to die.

The lighthouse speaks in tongues at dusk,

The bells all toll in fear,

And I can’t tell if that’s the fog,

Or death drawin’ near.

Heave, ho, the world did fall,

Ash on the breeze and fire on all,

Drink your rum and face the tide—

There’s nowhere left to run or hide.

Heave, ho, let the storm winds moan,

We ride the dark alone…

[Bridge] (sung quieter, almost whispered)

One by one, the lanterns dim,

One by one, the souls give in,

But still we sail this endless tide,

With no more stars to guide…

So raise your cup to vanished days,

And toast the ones we lost,

For time has bled into the deep,

And we have paid the cost.

Yet if this ship’s the final one,

Then let her sails be wide,

We’ll sing this cursed lullaby

Until the sea runs dry.

[Final Chorus] (all voices, pounding slow)

Heave, ho, the world did fall,

Ash on the breeze and fire on all,

Drink your rum and face the tide—

There’s nowhere left to run or hide.

Heave, ho, to the end we roam,

This ghost ship is our home…