Firebreathing through your unseigable fortress. I'm the devil and Michael De

Ruyter's my name. I ride on the waves, right through your chains. You are my

prey and you'll never forget my name. A firebreath, a crimson sky, in a lake

of fire you will die. The English pride, consumed by flames, you'll never

forget my name.



Firebreath, spritting forks of fire. Firebreath, attacking a crumbling empire.

Firebreath, the Dutchman's anger. Firebreath, a fire's breath. The voyage to

Chatham. in 1667. The three day wat, never equalled again. Capture the Royal

Charles, the English flagship.



The river Thames, the bleeding English heart. A firebreath, a crimson sky, in

a lake of fire you will die. The English pride, consumed by flames, you'll

never forget my name. A thousand cannonballs, rain down on my deck. Of the

Seven Provincies, the republic's battleship number one. But they do no harm,

cause Satan's wings protect. His servant's life, from the English last

convulsion.



[lead - Henri]



A firebreath, a crimson sky, in a lake of fire you will die. The English

pride, consumed by flames, you'll never forget my name. Firebreath, spritting

forks of fire. Firebreath, attacking a crumbling empire. Firebreath, the

Dutchman's anger. Firebreath, a fire's breath.