Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Across abyssal sea.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, To opportunity.
Far above In these clear skies, we wave all our old homelands goodbye,
to strain our back for hours but why? a better life we see.
Day by Day in air we toil, Till we reach port and earn our spoils.
In tons of gold , we'll be embroiled, our coin purse 6ft deep.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Across abyssal sea.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, To our prosperity.
Down below are whaling junks, who sift the waters for those lunks.
Harpoons barbed , ready to be sunk, in orca meat they'll cleave.
But erry now and then, The whalers' eyes rise just when.
They search the skies for ancient fen.
Of legends they do dream.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Across abyssal sea.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, See skywhales floating free.
. Though cheerily we often fly .
Many A bird still wants our hide.
Enemy will slip and spy, and pirates roam this sea.
Loaded with goods not far we'll run, our cannons primed and Gatling's spun.
The hwatcha's roar, our foes be done, Us gunners run this scene.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Across abyssal sea.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Oer wrecks we make with glee.
Filled as we are we must be quick.
The boilers blast and the gears click.
Our ships bucket will soon be kicked, Decay these parts do breed.
To keep our ships so well equipped.
we rush to keep components fit. when armor breaks the ship won't split.
Engineers sew the seams.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg, Across abyssal sea.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg.
To get there in one piece.
Up north we leave the fjords filled to the brim with stuffy lords.
Blue bloods rise while reds ignored.
Their posts are bound by creed.
Arashi are raucous lot.
They care for a fight and cargo not.
As you defend what you have got, Their earn the fight they seek.
Were rolling down to Vshtorg Were rolling down to Vshtorg
Across abyssal sea,
Were rolling down to Vshtorg Were rolling down to Vshtorg
Until we can find peace.
Land Ho!
I think were getting close to Starostrog!
Oh great, we're off the sea, that means no pirates, and what are we supposed to sing
about now.
I don't like pirates, and technically we're over a gulf
I know!
We can sing about being under flak cover!
Were under the flak cover, Were under the flak cover,
Were under the flak....
SHUT IT
All hands back to their stations.
We must prepare to signal shore so we aren't blown up by our own flak cover.
Aye Aye Captain!
[hums cheerfully]