Lyrics:

The killers, scylla, and the limping fool all beggars play by the beggar's own rules On sea of destruction

All right

A sea destruction

Blackest jackets of their burning books A lecher loves what a lecher should On a sea destruction

All right

A sea of destruction

Build your ship and sail across the sea of flame Leviathans will guide you into where they say Kings dig ditches witches stitch in witches' time And proper paupers are of sound body and mind

Greenest genius of the fallen fool All the beggars play by beggars' own rules On a sea of destrction

Build your ship and saill across the sea of flame Leviathans will guide you into where they say Kings dig ditches witches stitch in witches' time And proper paupers are of sound body and in mind