High rolling waves
Give away and break
For great beasts
Embodied with steel
Across the vast black sea
A formation of death

High sea fleet and grand fleet
Heading for a battle so certain
Thousands of men at arms
With bravery towards glory or doom

Here standing on deck
On the dreadnoughts and cruisers
With all of the heart filled with fear
Yet strife and determination
Here with the stain of the sea on skin
Standing pale and grim
To clash and crash them down
The pitch black grave

The horizon seem so distant and dark
As the wind chills me to the bone
How many shall die of us that are here now
I must stand the test of battle

High rolling waves
Give away and break
For great beasts
Embodied with steel
Across the vast black sea
A formation of death

Here standing on deck
On the dreadnoughts and cruisers
With all of the heart filled with fear
Yet strife and determination
Here with the stain of the sea on skin
Standing pale and grim
To clash and crash them down
The pitch black grave