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Laughs of madness, echos around

Cutlass in the air

Spent all bloodied pieces of eight

Back into the storm

Cast aside from order and law

Broken to the core

A soulless gang of murderous crooks

Done with wine and whores

Tracing the scent of gold like sharks

through hunger dread and blood

Like scourging pestilence

They strike down whomever they cross

	Black sails on the horizon

	The plundering rage

	Roars like thunder and rain

	Brings a shipload of blood and pain

Tainted waves by carnage of war

Heads and limbs torn off

Treasured ships abondoned by god

Heisting claws of greed

Endless strife against powers above

Resting's out of mind

Hatred from the royalties grows

No grace in this life

There's no place in heaven or hell

There's no jail to hold

Hangman would be mercy and bliss

Sentenced to the cage

After nights of hunger and cold

Scarred old crew returns

Break out of this gibbeting crate

Let the vengeance burn