Running out of the last supplies
Yes, the hunger grabbed our throats
Oh, will we last for another week
Or be dead before we can reach the shores

The mastboy shouts til his spitting teeth
There is something in our reach
A sailing treasure, the time is right
With the last of force, we can take this fight

From the other side, the other side
A ghastly few
From the other side
The greed lives on forever more

We'll never die
We're hunting for gold
We'll never die
We're hunting for gold

And damned for all time

The hunger pains our very souls
While we plunder all we can find
No man knew that they all were lost
In the devils game of the living dead

From the other side, the other side
A ghastly few
From the other side
The greed lives on forever more

Blood of the living is dying the sea
And treasures are growing in tons
We're damned for all time!
Damned for all time!
Never will we leave this hell on earth!