| Innocent I’m riding along |
| This convect ship of rebels and murders |
| Guilty of something I didn’t do |
| But it’s too late, now I’m heading for hell |
| The storm is rising up |
| Waves are pounding, the planks are breaking |
| Course is lost, the ship is going down |
| No signs or traces of men |
| The fire fades away at last |
| I will be prey of the wild |
| There’s no return, I’m stranded and exiled |
| Darkest jungle from nightmares of mine |
| Spreading out on the endless shores |
| Can it be, I’m free at last now |
| All I find is lifeless corpses |
| I cannot sleep tonight |
| The distant roars are closer now |
| Fear consumes my soul |
| Will this island become my graveyard |
| No signs or traces of men |
| The fire fades away at last |
| I will be prey of the wild |
| There’s no return, I’m stranded and exiled |
| Til death |