There is a sea in the soul of all men
 Who dare to choose
 The winds of their destiny
 Those who sail, know they could never return
 Back to the shores of their land
 Follow the dream, soar with the tide
 Glory and gold, shine through the magic rain
 Free as the wind, will you be legend
 or drown in the oceans of pain

 There was a boy, born and raised in a cruel time
 He lived in a town by the coast
 All of his life, he daydreamed of fame and adventures
 Follow the dream, soar on the tide
 Glory and gold, shine like a magic rain
 Free as the wind, will you be legend
 or drown in the oceans of pain

 That boy is a man, his eyes as grey as the cold wind
 That carved all the scars in his heart
 So many years, he struggled at sea
 For his own life, slave to the wheel of despair
 Nothing is real, nothing but pain
 Floating adrift, tied to the bloodstained helm
 Watching the flames, as they devour
 Born of the oceans of pain