As I open the door from the cabin to the deck, a hard rain doth greet me
And to grip the rail under encircling clouds, a fine day this be for looting
It was hinted the merchant vessel cadence would be taking a less traversed route through the southern isles
And as we have had nothing for the last eight days, a challenge will keep the men happy
But no-one ever fights, for we are just too damn notorious
Raise a new standard, for treasure and plunder, this nameless marauder, masters of the trade
A phantom chimera, our victims draw nearer, for power or oblivion, this false flag hides our fame
Draw closer, league by league, a sodden wreak, battle fatigued
A friendly ship to draw aside, they are committing suicide
Aye am the son of the oceans, aye am the son of the sea
Aye am the son of the tide, son of the waves, son the breeze
Aye have a thirst for the battle, aye need the blood to be shed
Aye have a lust for the fighting, sword in my hand, fight to the death
A life laid open to fame and to fortune (I'd never regret it)
Each venture notorious my bounty was raised (I'd never forget it)
All the oceans do flee and do scatter before me (I'd never expect it)
Now we stand alone, untested unchallenged
We seek a release, an eruption, a vent for our rage
Infernal maelstrom, let the blood run forth, salute and raise the red
To this life so odious, we’re resigned. Prepare for death!
Raise a new standard, for treasure and plunder, this nameless marauder, masters of the trade
Each vessel we do find, we run out the long nines, cacophony of death cries
The masters, siege by siege, are taking lives for piracy
And when the world all rots in hell, they’ll turn the cutlass on themselves
And lo, the mighty blackguards spewed forth upon the helpless ship
And no man was spared the wrath of these clandestine villains
But the vessel was spared, and would sail forth under a new false flag of friendship
And from this day forth, no-one would know, that the cadence would hide, ‘neath its tattered bow
The murderous
Skull branded pirates!
