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