Whirlwind (Pile Of Skulls-1992)

Whirlwind
Музыка: Rolf Kasparek
Текст: Rolf Kasparek

Thundering foam that hits the keel like powder blazed by flints.
The figure-head is riding high with his face right to the wind.
The hull that creaks in every joint is hammering the sea.
Determined it will ride the main, it will last eternally.

It rips the wild and stormy sea like a heavy charge of pride.
Hook and eye are moved by storm. The ropes are holding tight.
The rudder's beating left and right. The ship's in seasaw motion.
The proudness of a majesty is banning all devotion.

Like a whirlwind...

CHORUS:
Like a whirlwind - rushing over the sea.
Like a whirlwind - blowing fast, blowing free.
Like a whirlwind - a raving storm in the night.
Like a whirlwind - going mad, going wild.

             (SOLO)

Thundering foam that hits the keel like powder blazed by flints.
The figure-head is riding high with his face right to the wind.
The hull that creaks in every joint is hammering the sea.
Determined it will ride the main, it will last eternally.

CHORUS
Like a whirlwind - rushing over the sea.
Like a whirlwind - blowing fast, blowing free.
Like a whirlwind - a raving storm in the night.
Like a whirlwind - going mad, going wild.
Like a whirlwind
Like a whirlwind
Like a whirlwind - going mad, going wild.
Like a whirlwind - rushing over the sea.
Like a whirlwind - blowing fast, blowing free.