Within the forests of jamaica, a band of vengeful escaped slaves
Will lead their brethren forth to freedom, across their master’s open graves
The festival will find them drunken, with no escape from naked blades
The realisation on the faces, empowers those that they’d enslaved
I can feel it, this rage inside me just won’t die
You stand before me, your ignorance will feed your lies
You truly think, that your own existence exceeds mine
Then I will take your life! Let God decide
The shackle trade that rules the waves will be destroyed
Let’s free the slaves (the chanis will fall)
The slaver ships, they will be stripped
Of lives that don’t belong to mortal men
Free the slaves
What we had. What we lost. What we felt, what’s the cost
We are men, does that surprise you? Do your morals fail to guide you
Would you say that the price that you paid
Was worth the trip into hell someday
And now I do look in your sin-ridden eyes
And the steel in my hand will ensure your demise
There’s no repent. There’s no reprise
You’ll pay with blood, you’ll pay with lives
No-one can undo the damage you’ve done
But an eye for an eye and a head for this gun
The ships are in the dock, secure
Them and make sure they’re ready
Slavers left to rot, freedom’s here!
The ocean is our world, hoist the flag and fly the colours
Watch history unfurl. Free the slaves
I can feel it, this lust for freedom just wont die
You stand before me, my tortured soul deaf to your cries
You truly think, from righteous justice you can’t hide
Then I will take your life! Let God decide
We are free, free from tyranny, we are free
To enrol in piracy!
