The heroine stood up on the deckThe ship was out of controlThe bow was being ripped to shredsMen were fighting down
belowThe sea had pummeled the boat for so longThat they knew nothing but fearAnd the baby's in the box, he thinks the door i
s lockedThe sea is in a state, the baby learns to waitFor the heroine, ooohh for the heroineLocked in his defense, he waits
for the heroineThe mast is cracking as he waves are slappingSailors roll across the deckAnd when they thought none was looki
ngThey would cut a weaker man's neckWhile the heroine dressed in a virgin white dressTried to steer the mighty shipBut the
raging storm wouldn't hear of itThey were in for a long tripBaby's in the box, he thinks the door is lockedHe finds it hard
to breathe, drawing in the seaAnd where's the heroine to fire off the gunTo calm the raging seas and let herself be seized by
theBaby in the box, he thinks the door is lockedThe woman has the keysBut there is no moment she can seizeHere's to the he
roine, who transcends all the menWho are locked inside the boxWill the lady let them outOoohh the heroine, ooohh the heroine
Strapped to the mast, the pale ascendant heroine