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On the prow and safe, behind the lines
In a proud rage, waiting for the slay at dawn, by rivalry
Rain of fire in a sinful war
Overrunning the fleet of the arch-fiend
Awake the cannons of the batteries and
Sustain the fire that victory is ours
In a sign by my hand is reposing the fortune of all
Desperate measures are necessary
Now, turn the table and ram all the war boats
End this menace is my destiny
Defeat by the disposition of the army
Inside my thoughts, rage is away
Behindhand, hope fades in the end
