Ghostship - Mono Inc.

We let the mast and rigging burn

Don't need no steers-man on this trip of no return

No rules, no limits

So, raise your glass of wine

We're caught on this ghostship tonight

There ain't no sunrise on our tack

No time for sorrow on this slowly sinking wreck

No fear, stop chilling

And raise your glass of wine

We're caught on this ghostship tonight

No time for worries and regret

We will all be singing until the last man on the deck

Drink up, make merry

So, raise your glass of wine

We're caught on this ghostship tonight

We let the mast and rigging burn

Don't need no steers-man on this trip of no return

No rules, no limits

So, raise your glass of wine

We're caught on this ghostship tonight