Long grey beard and piercing eye 
a wedding guest am I 
The mariner he tells his tale 
as time it passes by 
Driven by the wildest storm 
into those poles of ice 
In those eyes you see 
a world of greed, hatred and vice 
An albatross it came to them 
in that land of ice 
And with that helmsman 
he then saved their lives 

The mariner the Anti-Christ 
he shot that bird down 
Though when a fair wind blew 
praise it did abound 
The evil of the mariner 
it so now abounds 
The murder of the saviour 
in pride now he does drown 
His twisted sense of pride 
now murder he commits 
Destruction of the saviour 
now his throat he slits