Adventure flows all through her veins
The love of sea she could not contain
Dark wind blowing, tides are slowly rising
Grace O' Malley chiefton will become
So she fought to make the clans unite
A prickly thorn in the English side
Boarding, fighting
With a pirate army
Sailing boldly into the lion’s den

Fighting she followed her dreams
Sailing forever the seas

Grace: your loved ones will come and go
Sail: the bold spare no weak, just power
Grace: the fight of the beast you know
Dark lady of Connacht

Grace: your loved ones will come and go
Sail: the bold spare no weak, just power
Grace: the fight of the beast you know
Looking for peace, single white dove

Confront the queen was her desire
The word of her, would spread like fire
Powers clashing
For the chance of claiming
The land of elders she calls her home