Album: Perils of the Deep Blue
Seven sailors from the north set their sails for the isle of Rott
Then their heading turns southwest for adventure and conquest
Seven sailors head southwest as the wind fills their sails
On a journey across the North Sea for adventure and conquest
And the sirens sing from every shear, as the northern seamen are drawing near
How they sing, how they bring the North men closer in They approach the ship, clinging onto its rim
The sirens cling onto their ship, the sailors seem to lose their grip
Enchanted by the sirens' song, mesmerized, they go along
Seven sirens of the North Sea put the seamen to their rest
Ended their journey across the North Sea for adventure and conquest
And the sirens sang from every shear, as the Northern seamen were drawing near
How they sang, how they clang onto the drowning men
The seven sailors will never return again
Their ship went down, east of the United Kingdom
Now their seven widows weep, the seamen veiled in endless sleep
Come sleep with me, I’ll set you free
Come dream with me at the bottom of the North Sea
And the sirens sang from every shear, as the Northern seamen were drawing near
How they sang, how they clang onto the drowning men
The seven sailors will never return again