It proud raised the sails, for a journey abroad,
But it turned out to fail miserably~
A simple mistake and a storm closing in
Ran the ship brutally aground on a reef~

Mutiny became part of the game
A violent battle caused a struggle for life

Some of them, still fought for their glory
While others fell drunk down in sea~.
They killed their wives, slit their throats with wooden fragments
Or with the shards from their bottles of wine~

They watched them burn, while strangling little children
A Batavian Graveyard was born

Behold their Reign of terror,
These mad heretic murderers.
A systematic massacre...
The least of excuses - to leave them covered in blood~!

Behold their Reign of terror,
These mad heretic murderers.
A systematic massacre...
No need for excuses - to drown, knife or bash 'm to death!

The battle reached it's climax, when a rescue ship approached
And dealt with these zealots for good~.
The mutineers got hanged; commanders' hands got cut off
The massacre came finally to an end~*.

Mutany was part of the game
A violent battle caused a struggle for life

Mutany was part of the game
A violent battle caused a struggle for life

Some of them, still fought for their glory
While others fell drunk down in sea.

They killed their wives, slit their throats with wooden fragments
Or with the shards from their bottles of wine

They watched them burn, while strangling little children
A Batavian Graveyard was born