Lyrics

Move you fucking scoundrels the spyglass brings a prize A hulking trader mercantile of far from modest size Fill your pistols don your blades and haft and belt your axe And send the gunners down below to ready the attack Spark to life the iron beasts that dwell within her gut Feed them powder shot and chain then haul them in their ruts Down the sights the timbers lobbing, bobbing in the waves Bring the final lick of flame to send them to their graves Use our lead to do the killing sulfur screams the air a-filling Make them rue the moment where they tried to return fire Soot and powder stains our skin and burns away the guilt of sin Turn this floating heap into their pyre Fire! Fill their ballast full of holes and tear them limb from limb Shreds of sailors, soldiers, whalers in their blood they'll swim Blast away their will to fight then throw the hooks a soaring And leave the ones still standing with their throats and bellies Pouring Plunder all within her holds that we have yet to burn Leave the draining souls remaining for death is all they yearn Soon this burning butcher's boat will slip beneath the swell And none will see these souls again 'til we all burn in Hell Use our lead to do the killing- sulfur screams the air a-filling Make them rue the moment where they tried to return fire Soot and powder stains our skin- and burns away the guilt of sin Turn this floating heap into their pyre Fire! Use our lead to do the killing- sulfur screams the air a-filling Make them rue the moment where they tried to return fire Soot and powder stains our skin- and burns away the guilt of sin Turn this floating heap into their pyre Fire!
Writer(s): Wolfbeard O'brady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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