Driven South to the Land of the Snow and Ice
To A Place Where Nobody's Been
Through the Snow Fog Flies on the Albatross
Hailed in God's Name, Hoping Good Luck It Brings
And The Ship Sails On, Back to the North
Through the Fog and Ice and the Albatross Follows On
The Mariner Kills the Bird of Good Omen
His Shipmates Cry Against What He's Done
But When The Fog Clears, They Justify Him
And Mke Themselves A Part of the Crime
Sailing On and On and North Across the Sea
Sailing On and On and North 'Til All is Calm
The Albatross Begins With Its Vengeance
A Terrible Curse, A Thirst Has Begun
His Shipmates Blame Bad Luck on the Mariner
About His Neck the Dead Bird is Hung
And The Curse Goes On and On and On At Sea
And the Thirst Goes On and On For Them To See
Day After Day, Day After Day, We Stuck, No Breath Nor Motion
As Idle As A Painted Ship Upon A Painted Ocean
Water, Water Everywhere And All the boards Did Shrink
Water, Water, Everywhere Nor Any Drop to Drink
"There", Calls The Mariner, "There Comes A Ship Over the Line"
"But How Can She Sail With No Wind In Her Sails And No Tide?"
"See, Onward She Comes"
"Onward She Nears, Out of the Sun"
"See, She Has No Crew, She Has No Life"
"Wait, But There's Two"
Death And She, Life in Death, They Throw Their Dice for the Crew
She Wins The Mariner and He Belongs to Her Now
Then, Crew One by One
They Drop Down Dead, Two-Hundred Men
She, She, Life-In-Death
She Lets Him Live, Her Chosen One
One After One By The Star-Dogged Moon
Too Quick for Groad Or Sigh
Each Turned His Face With a Ghastly Pang
And Cursed Me With His Eye
Four Times 50 Living Men
(And I Heard Nor Sigh Nor Groan)
With A Heavy Thump, A Lifeless Lump
They Dropped Down, One by One