[ Featuring the Wretched Brethren ]
ARRRRR!
A crew of cursed pirates we be
Sailing on a rotting sea
Our flesh it hangs but loose and free
Salted pickled, flyblown
We had our chance to chart our course
Avoid the wrath of many gods
We chose to spit and curse and worse
Upon our many tidings
Now soft repose and pleasant dreams
Remember me between your screams
But let my soul roam loose and free
While manacles constrain me
And all the damned they hear me words
And none more welcome than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
Toured the whores of Port Royal
Shared the spoils of spanish gold
But damn yer eyes there just ain't no
Release for our desires
And all the damned they hear me words
And none more welcome than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
My respects to all those under thee
They'll topple you before they'll kneel
As my face it grinds into the keel
You'll dance the hempen jig friend
Now speak me of your tidings Kidd
Remind me of the life ye've led
Remember what's to lose and beg
Me mercy for yer women
The Captain's head hangs from the mast
He's raped and killed and boozed his last
Took ought but a cannon blast
To sever soul from body
And all the damned they hear me words
And none more welcome than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
All the damned they hear me words
And none more welcome than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
