VRiding the Storm - Running Wild

Breaking the waves,

A ride on the wild raging sea

Playing with fortune,

Oh, what a lust to be free

Flashing and thunder,

The prattering rain on the hull

From a stormy horizon

We get our course, the cry of freedom

Face in the wind,

We’re riding the storm

We’ll stay our course

Whatever will come

Wandering souls in the sea of damned

Death or glory, we’re riding the storm

Cracks in the planks, the riding moves

Upwards and straggering masts

The pounding splash of the prow

The wind in our sails

Our flag flies high on the top

From a stormy horizon

We get our course, the cry of freedom

Face in the wind,

We’re riding the storm

We’ll stay our course

Whatever will come

Wandering souls in the sea of damned

Death or glory, we’re riding the storm