Song Lyrics

""A sttorm is raging on the open sea We are the outcasts No friends of sophistry Betrayed banishment Embracing Chaos the only creed Scourge of nations The Empire's enemies Betrayed banishment With the stroke of a pen A treaty is signed Now deemed as outlaws Once Employed by the Crown With letters of marque Giving us sanctioned plunder No longer the fools Or pawns in their game Of economic warfare Do they really believe They control us? Our greatest strength is independence We live out our last days With barrels of rum black powder And the clash of the blades You will fire the guns Upon my command Unleash full broadside Destroying the mast The rigging the sails The shrapnel devastating Boarding the sloop Flintlock in hand one shot Grenades are flying Running them through With my cutlass The blood and the steel The slashing and screaming We live out our last days With barrels of rum black powder And the clash of the blades Stories foretold Of silver and gold And the Empire's greed Well God damn the queens We'll string up the kings We're rogues of the seas The freest of men Fly no colours at all And our creed is our own We spit on our hands Hoist the black flag And begin to slit throats We live out our last days With barrels of rum black powder And the clash of the blades Stories foretold Of silver and gold And the Empire's greed Well God damn the queens We'll string up the kings We're rogues of the seas The freest of men Fly no colours at all And our creed is our own We spit on our hands Hoist the black flag And begin to slit throats Stories foretold Of silver and gold And the Empire's greed Well God damn the queens We'll string up the kings We're rogues of the seas The freest of men Fly no colours at all And our creed is our own We spit on our hands Hoist the black flag And begin to slit throats""

Jon Schaffer, Luke Appleton