Amass the crew, strike up the wind Waken the epic war within Take it all, and take it now Who knows what all this will allow?
Seafaring wealth, a kingdom come And the weak will then succumb To a plan laid out for all to see At the expense of the world's misery
[Chorus] A crash against the wooden hull Bodies pile, endless skulls Out on the ports and on the bays Upon the seas, crime always pays
This philosophy will surely spread Like a fire burning crimson red Slow at first, then gaining ground Till truth rings forth with mighty sound Our anchor's weighed upon the cove Under the sands, a treasure trove Take in sails, you scurvy swabs! More plunder's in sight to loot and rob!
BUST!
Kept chained to land no longer Passion to roam free grows stronger Ousting foes in the game of life We live on the edge of a knifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
