| Song | Gods Of The Sea |
| Artist | White Skull |
| Album | Tales from the North |
| 作词 : ? | |
| No here now comes the lord | |
| In his deep blue eyes | |
| The secret of the world | |
| See RAN is over him | |
| She's looking for the gold | |
| Vassels carry on | |
| Sea it is the way to glory | |
| Sea it is the sailor grave | |
| Sea it is the way to glory | |
| Now the waves are crying | |
| [chorus] | |
| They were daring men from the icy land | |
| And they've tried to find a future in this storm | |
| Please old God of the sea | |
| Take away the pain | |
| From your vast domain | |
| RAN Goddess of the dark | |
| We don't wanna reach | |
| The bottom of the sea | |
| Sea it is the... | |
| [chorus] | |
| They were daring... | |
| See the siren maiden sits | |
| With shining golden hair | |
| Lorelei she's named | |
| No the mariner is lost | |
| The enchantin melodies | |
| Are evil songs of death | |
| Sea it is the.... | |
| Gold, on sweetheart ramblings | |
| Powerful is and pleasant | |
| Who goes empty-handed | |
| Down to sea-blue ran | |
| Cold her kiss strike, and | |
| Fleeting her embrace is | |
| But we ocean's bride be | |
| Troth with purest gold | |
| [chorus] | |
| They were daring... |
| zuò cí : ? | |
| No here now comes the lord | |
| In his deep blue eyes | |
| The secret of the world | |
| See RAN is over him | |
| She' s looking for the gold | |
| Vassels carry on | |
| Sea it is the way to glory | |
| Sea it is the sailor grave | |
| Sea it is the way to glory | |
| Now the waves are crying | |
| chorus | |
| They were daring men from the icy land | |
| And they' ve tried to find a future in this storm | |
| Please old God of the sea | |
| Take away the pain | |
| From your vast domain | |
| RAN Goddess of the dark | |
| We don' t wanna reach | |
| The bottom of the sea | |
| Sea it is the... | |
| chorus | |
| They were daring... | |
| See the siren maiden sits | |
| With shining golden hair | |
| Lorelei she' s named | |
| No the mariner is lost | |
| The enchantin melodies | |
| Are evil songs of death | |
| Sea it is the.... | |
| Gold, on sweetheart ramblings | |
| Powerful is and pleasant | |
| Who goes emptyhanded | |
| Down to seablue ran | |
| Cold her kiss strike, and | |
| Fleeting her embrace is | |
| But we ocean' s bride be | |
| Troth with purest gold | |
| chorus | |
| They were daring... |