Last night, I saw it there, Shining in the dark again, The light that all men seem to fear, They say that sailors were drowning in the bay, And people kept away, Waiting for the riches that a wreck would bring, When the morning comes, And now the ghost of Blackbeard walks again, To haunt the ones who would not hear the pain Help me, Help me... I took the old path down, down to where the graveyard lay, The place I knew when I was young, They say that Blackbeard had hidden precious stones, Amongst the ancient bones, So I set off to the darkness down below, By the candle glow, T'was then I heard the voices, saw a light, And started on the journey of my life...