Alestorm

Legend speaks of a beast
Three hundred miles from it's tip to it's tail
None have seen it, yet all know it's name
Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail
We set out on a quest
In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell
On a ransom to bring back it's head
Our journey would take us to the depths of hell
His eyes shine like the rays of morning
His mouth is as a burning flame
Leviathan
Cresting the waves
Leading us all to the grave
Leviathan
Slaying all foes
Who dare to oppose
Tearing bodies limb from limb
Eviscerating on a whim
The skies turned to black
The oceans fell dead, no winds dared to blow
Then out the darkness with a thunderous roar
Leviathan rose up from the depths below
Cannons fired, and swords tasted blood
As the beast turned to strike with rage in it's eyes