The Naglfar Saga: On Board - Black Messiah

A dark shadow above my soul

A salty taste on my tongue

The ground is moving from left to right

Now it is real, I’m on board

On board

I’m on board

Filled with fear I gaze to the ground

The planks are made of toenails

A rotten smell fills the air

I realize, I’m on board

On board

I’m on board

A leather whip hits my oppressed back

I fall on my knees and I look up

An undead face is grinning at me

«Hey, welcome here, you’re on board»

On board

You’re on board

Dead bodies are moving around me

They do their work on this ship

From now I am a part of this crew

A warrior of death here on board