Here I found myself,
sober and bored to death.
Victim of a terrible curse,
too evil for this verse.

A witch casted a spell,
through sobriety I must dwell.
No matter how much I try,
'Till death I will go dry.

Now I go from bar to bar,
drinking everything I can chug.
Still I can't get drunk no more,
how will I drown my sore?

Then I met a filthy old man,
missing an eye, a hook for a hand.
He said: I know what to do,
You need a ship and a crew.

Prepare for it will be rude,
you need to find the sacred brew.
the brebage from many tales,
can be found in the seas of ale!

Set sail, we're on a quest,
and we'll have no sleep nor rest.
Be proud and have no fear,
come and sail the seas of beer.

Set sail, we're on a quest,
and we'll have no sleep nor rest.
Be proud and have no fear,
come and sail the seas of beer.

So our journey has begun,
riding the waves for endless fun.
let's go my privateers,
set course to the seas of beer.

Thirty-six nights at sea,
we arrive our destiny.
The waters are no longer blue,
turned golden, the tales are true!

At last we found land,
glory is just at hand.
Get your shovels and start to dig,
the sacred brew lies beneath.

We digged hole after hole,
then something enlightened my soul.
A magnificient chest before me
the curse is over, at last free!

Get it out and break the locks,
look inside the big ol' box.
There is a note: ''we took the brew''
signed by, the Alestorm crew!

Set sail, we're on a quest,
and we'll have no sleep nor rest.
Be proud and have no fear,
come and sail the seas of beer.

Set sail, we're on a quest,
and we'll have no sleep nor rest.
Be proud and have no fear,
come and sail the seas of beer.

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