Yes, he will see.

As our ship sails under moonlight 
the mighty northwind blows
there's a scream that comes from the cabin
not a sailor could've known
is it he who killed the captain
is it he who cut him down
is our masquerade not over
has the king not found his crow

see, i'm a man of quick decisions
a farmer from the west
i will find the captains murderer
and i will fight him for the rest
so if i die
burn the bridges 
if i don't, ring the bell
'cause we will drag his bloody body
we will hang it from the sails

'cause i won't be home for your winter
no i won't be home for your spring
if the good lord comes to find this body here of mine
he will see
yes, he will see

see there was a blood upon the window
as the thunder rolled on by
when we saw the lightning coming
we heard the farmer cry
"swim for shore, 'cause I'm a dead man! burn the boat to the ground!
i've got the devil in my bosom,
and god can't save me now!"

'cause i won't be home for your winter
no i won't be home for your spring
if the good lord comes to find this body here of mine
he will see
yes, he will see
yes, he will see

that was the last time we had seen him
the ship sank to the sea
and if you listen to the wind blow
you'll hear the farmer scream: 
"swim for shore, 'cause I'm a dead man! burn the boat to the ground!
i've got the devil in my bosom,
and god, NO GOD CAN'T SAVE ME NOW!"

'cause I won't be home for your winter
and i won't be home for your spring
if the good lord comes to find this body here of mine
he will see
yes, he will see

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