歌词
作词 : Christopher Bowes
作曲 : Christopher Bowes/Matthew Bell
I have travelled cross the land in search of fame and gold
With the wind upon my sails and a heart both brave and bold
Through raging storms and seas untamed, my ship did never stray
For naught can stop a pirate's quest to claim his treasure's pay
A pint of whisky in my hand, a map clenched tight and worn
To islands far and wide I've sailed since days you were not born
A thousand sights that I have seen, the stories I could tell
And for the things that I have done I'll see you all in hell
Set sail for glory
We quest for gold under blood-red skies
We are the pirates
Our tale has just begun
Set sail for glory
Our blades are sharp to the end of time
Steal all your treasure
We'll spend it all on rum
When desperation leads you to the point of no return
No longer can you idly stand and watch the empire burn
A life spent hanging from a thread is not the life for me
The precipice awaits you and oblivion is free
The time has come for you to scream
So raise your voices up and join the fray
You'll die today
This is a battle for the souls of men
Either you're with us or you're one of them
It's time to choose your side for wars to come
Are you a cunt, or do you drink rum?
Set sail for glory
We quest for gold under blood-red skies
We are the pirates
Our tale has just begun
Set sail for glory
Our blades are sharp to the end of time
Steal all your treasure
We'll spend it all on rum
For years we've voyaged on this cursed ship of death
Living like we'll never die 'til we draw our final breath
But now the reaper lies ahead I feel the end is near
And when it's time to follow him we'll drink one final beer
Yaow! The end has come
I won't join the setting sun
All things must come to pass?
Stick that up your ****ing ass
We will return
You can't kill that what doesn't learn
No braincells left to understand
So here I'll make my final stand
This is a battle for the souls of men
Either you're with us or you're one of them
It's time to choose your side for wars to come
Are you a cunt, or do you drink rum?
This is a battle for the souls of men
Either you're with us or you're one of them
It's time to choose your side for wars to come
Are you a cunt, or do you drink rum?
Set sail for glory
We quest for gold under blood-red skies
We are the pirates
Our tale has just begun
Set sail for glory
Our blades are sharp to the end of time
Steal all your treasure
We'll spend it all on rum
We'll spend it all on rum