If these waters were to speak, my god...
you know that they would tell a tale of treachery
each wave would sing along to the death song,
their melodies are all too familiar....
Rise or burn, your god wont save you now,
stand and fight or die...
And as their flag begins to burn, we take the ship, we take their lives,
now walk the captian to the plank, screams of horror drowned out by cheers...
Forsaken me, lead me astray, for the drink will be my resting place...
Rise or burn, your god wont save you now
We set sail for the seas unchartered,
and take the wealth of their travels,
worlds unseen by eastern eyes,
with the drop of the anchor, it shall be ours....
As we coast through these oceans, we hear them speak,
the ghosts of the past are close behind,
take a moment to look around... you will see now that the sea is ours...
We set sail for the seas unchartered,
and take the wealth of their travels,
worlds unseen by eastern eyes,
with the drop of the anchor, it shall be ours....