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