Becalmed that sea for thirty one days Our sails hang limp and our winds don't blow Far from home the dock and the guays Eating the rats we pulled from the hold Thanks to Ill Luck Henry Cursed sailor Why'd we bring on this voyage he Ill Luck Henry wretched omen He shan't be allowed at sea The scurvy stings and the krakens close in Two points south of the starboard bow One wrong move could stove us in Batten down the hatch for a fearful row Ill Luck Henry Cursed sailor He never should have left the shore Ill Luck Henry Hopeless lover Let's toss him overboard The gathering storm is a menacing sight Strike the sails all hands on deck Side by side we stand and fight To avenge Irina and Olette Ill Luck Henry Badass blade He might just keep his promise made Ill Luck Henry First third mate Fearsome with his trusty shade Ill Luck Henry Fortunes blade He might just keep his promise made Ill Luck Henry Blessed fate He might just save the day