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• Artiste: Swashbuckle
• Titre: We Are The Storm
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There’s a feeling of dread in the air once we draw near Throughout every tavern, Cove and town we’ve instilled the fear No place to hide whilst still alive, we’ll hunt ye down Nothing is safe as we make haste just to see you drown Your power of ale is destined to fail With no chance to prevail So cower in your mail as the winds grace our sails, We’ll drag you to hell As lightning cracks the sky, you’re out of time Thunder bellows loud, now you must die On a quest for blood, we’ll leave you ripped and torn Your death awaits with no glorious fate For we are the storm With the slash of our sabers and a will to kill, Heads will roll We’ll take your life, then your wife, And horde the loot we stole No chance of survival, you’re in denial, its all true The pirates three will ruin your life then run you through So you think you can drink while your shit don’t stink And try to hang with the happy little boozers Well we got news for you, and it’s always been true You’re just another worthless fucking loser With praise of the hammer and your face all in paint Do you really believe you’re a warrior now? The only battle you’ve seen is on a computer screen, If confrontation strikes, you hide like a coward We’ll put you in your place and leave you with disgrace Steal your life like a band of crooks So fuck the hammer and all its pathetic glamor Now’s the time for you to hail to the hook!