The oldest path beneath the grave

Lies a myth that's still the same

There ain't no way to make a change

Till Kings and Queens have walked in chains



And the wind it blows them down

And the sea it takes them in

In their sleep you'll find the anwser

To everywhere they have been



Sailors tossed by stormy seas

All in the name of slavery

Arm in arm, toe to toe

Sometimes your bestfriend is your foe



And the wind it blows them down

And the sea it takes them in

In their sleep you'll find the anwser

To everywhere they have been



Side by side their pasts in disguise

Together alone as he greeted the tide

And on the water knees lay the thoughts of

A hundred sunken shackle bound souls



And the wind it blows them down

And the sea it takes them in

In their sleep you'll find the anwser

To everywhere they have been