| Song | Thraft of Caanan |
| Artist | High on Fire |
| Album | Surrounded By Thieves |
| Ocean quest upon me, shoreline fades away | |
| The mighty men drifting night and day | |
| The sea has tossed them, beast beheld their eyes | |
| Ready the ships, now it's do or die | |
| Forged of blackened steel, wields the iron hand | |
| Voices loud as thunder, pillaging the land | |
| Drone seeks mortal vision, pulse the silver steed | |
| Riding out to conquer all humanity | |
| I'm high on fire, heads are searing | |
| Give with pain all thy hearing | |
| Promised land never veering | |
| I'm stoned again, reset bearing |