The Naglfar Saga: On Board

A dark shadow above my soul
A salty taste on my tongue
The ground is moving from left to right
Now it is real, I’m on board
On board
I’m on board
Filled with fear I gaze to the ground
The planks are made of toenails
A rotten smell fills the air
I realize, I’m on board
On board
I’m on board
A leather whip hits my oppressed back
I fall on my knees and I look up
An undead face is grinning at me
«Hey, welcome here, you’re on board»
On board
You’re on board
Dead bodies are moving around me
They do their work on this ship
From now I am a part of this crew
A warrior of death here on board