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1. |
Slowly Wept The Sea
02:58
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2. |
We Are the Storm
03:36
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Music - Nobeard/RedRum | Lyrics - Nobeard
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
[Chorus]
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!
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3. |
This Round's on YOU!
03:47
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
Quiet your mind, now what do you hear?
The vestige of hope in flowing beer
Ancient themata creep into your soul
Crack open bottles, let good times roll!
Tap some kegs and sip some suds
Inject it straight into our blood
Froth and foam and things unknown
No dough today, we’ll need a loan!
Hey you! You got green to spare! Fifty bucks is alotta wealth to share…
We know you wanna drown your past
When your broads just slobbered down our masts
Circled this blue marble a thousand times
Fought off foes through steal and rhyme
We won't rest 'til we've had our fill
But we ain't gonna foot the bill!
[Chorus]
And now it’s time to pound some brews!
Our pockets dry - This round's on YOU!
So what say we resolve these issues?
Before you reach for a box of tissues
You might as well just buy us booze
Before we take another pleasure cruise
As sayings go: “if it’s free - it’s for me”
Well your wench was, now just take a knee
Kids, there’s no shame in havin’ fun
But this time you’ve been out-fucking-done
Real pirates never pay to drink
And the critics never seem to think
We do whatever the fuck we please
And bring the saucy wenches to their knees
Circled this blue marble a thousand times
Fought off foes through steal and rhyme
We won't rest 'til we've had our fill
But we ain't gonna foot the bill!
Son, drinkin’s not a game, ya hear?
Now pony up ya fuckin’ queers
Friends will backstab ya in a fucking flash
‘Tis in yar interest to front said cash
We pirates three had come to splurge
Beverages in hand, an alcoholic surge
The night was cloaked in a liquid stupor
But all we found was loser party-poopers
We circled this blue marble a thousand times
Fought off foes through steal and rhyme
We won't rest 'til we've had our fill
But we ain't gonna foot the fucking bill!
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4. |
Powder Keg
02:03
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
Peace, dormancy notwithstanding
Your diplomacy‘s too demanding
Outbursts of total war
Now you're drowned to the sea floor
Stocked barrels of black powder
To blow up things way fucking louder
Busting caps across the ocean
Splinters fly, chaos set in motion
[Chorus]
Lift our cups!
Blow shit up!
Drink 'em down!
Make ‘em drown!
Territorial dominance askew
Internal conflict seeping through
Analogies drawn upon the walls
Forged from every strife and squall
These circumventive stalemates
Feed our venal crew of reprobates
The genesis of a corrupted creed
Sparkling at the heart of want and need
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5. |
Where Victory Is Penned
04:05
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
A power that words cannot express
Washes over in waves of excess
Struck from a purely angelic medium
With a voice that makes the soul go numb
A complexion white as ivory’s glow
Flawless locks that dance and fucking flow
An incandescent gaze that topples men
The jeweled eyed jilter gleams again
Softly sing the vales of perfection
Masters of illusion and misdirection
Like chasing dreams never caught before
To conquer wisdom never brought ashore
Jealous was the sun that day
To be outshined in every way
Beauty one cannot comprehend
This is where victory is penned
Their magic goes without question
And quickly turns into obsession
Glorious battles won on sea and ground
Yet this triumph’s far more profound
There’s more here than meets the eye
Beneath her glistening shell, lay lies
Unfortunate events draw near
As tragedy blazes new frontiers
The clouded mist of a midnight tryst
Billows forth in the lovers’ midst
Emotions pinned against a wall
Buoyed hopes are sure to fall
Heirlooms scattered amongst a room
Decaying blooms construct her tomb
Communication falters fast
Nonimmune to every spell she casts
The water runs red with malice
Let us furnish our floating palace
With the carrions of so-called “friends”
This is where victory is penned
To expect nil and be just rewarded
In a place where goddesses are courted
Deserves a victory lap sailed ‘round the world
And still-beating hearts of every goetic girl
She is the sober intoxication
Of a pointless destination
A tangible personification
Of a fiery misinterpretation
Peal away her finest lineaments
What remains is euphonic torment
Know that barking up her ember’s tree
Will be only furthered into a memory
Broken traces of disgrace
Brings new meaning to this place
Vibes in the minds that will not mend
This is where victory is penned
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6. |
Of Hooks & Hornswogglers
03:00
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Music - Nobeard/RedRum | Lyrics - RedRum
From the lackluster sand we laid down our hands
And took up our powder and shot
Time after time, overt crime after crime
These heinous acts, they shan't be forgot
We clad in the dress of the old pirate's best
And offered a rare sort of song
Thrashing and slashing as waves keep on crashing
This is where we belong
They’ll put the rope around our necks
And remove the floor from out of the deck
Thirteen wraps 'round the rope
The loop that hangs at the end of hope
[Chorus]
Drops of ideal pain begin to take flight
And dance across the sky on this very night
Torch the sky aflame as it burns so bright
Robust and hearty, dancing light
Hard-wired for what, in the end, might be right
Perverse, rotten, wicked, trite
Nightmarish sense and patterned thought
Cashed in on what was never taught
Drenched in the sailing sun's most warming rays
This silent desperation stays
Affixed to that which carries through
Across the never-ending sea of blue
We live our act’s self-sacrifice
Time again, we have paid the price
This piratical presence will be felt
And repercussions shall be dealt
From the freedom of that fleeting moment springs
The valor and the grandeur of the ages
From the wisdom gained in that prophetic instance
Churns the makings of the learned sages
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8. |
Crime Always Pays
03:21
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
Amass the crew, strike up the wind
Waken the epic war within
Take it all, and take it now
Who knows what all this will allow?
Seafaring wealth, a kingdom come
And the weak will then succumb
To a plan laid out for all to see
At the expense of the world’s misery
[Chorus]
A crash against the wooden hull
Bodies pile, endless skulls
Out on the ports and on the bays
Upon the seas, crime always pays
This philosophy will surely spread
Like a fire burning crimson red
Slow at first, then gaining ground
Till truth rings forth with mighty sound
Our anchor’s weighed upon the cove
Under the sands, a treasure trove
Take in sails, you scurvy swabs!
More plunder’s in sight to loot and rob!
BUST!
Kept chained to land no longer
Passion to roam free grows stronger
Ousting foes in the game of life
We live on the edge of a knife
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
Raw doggin' at the raw bar
Saw that pretty face from afar
Bait our hooks with poison tongues
Then our dark work shall be done
Baby, there’s surprise sex all over this joint
We'd get your consent, but what's the point?!
Even though she's a bit under par
We'll still go raw doggin' at the raw bar
Oh my - oysters, scallops, and clams
Then it's Wham! Bam! Thank you, ma'am!
Time to nosh on more sea creatures
Right after we sample all your sexy features
[Chorus]
That's what real pirates always do
And you won't ever have a fucking clue
Your innocence will be marred
When we go raw doggin' at the raw bar
Liquid encouragement we’ll desire
A necessity to elevate your looks higher
To the Captain’s Quarters we’ll retire
Prophylactics shan’t be required!
Seems we bucs are up on our luck
Lord just knows we need to fuck
So come on over and dump ‘em out
These cannons’ll make ya scream ‘n shout
Bawl your eyes out of your head
There's nothin' we'd rather do instead
Baby batter soothes those wounds
While we hum our sexin' tunes
SCREAM OUT! Against your will!
These love juices are gonna spill
SCREAM OUT! You can’t be saved!
The wailing cries echo ‘til your grave
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10. |
The Gallow's Pole Dancer
04:15
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
Dangerous curves invade the night
Tobacco stains the air, and we take flight
To a gallow’s pole with an addition
Hail buccaneers with free admission
Naked treasure, booze, and pleasure
Awaits us all, takes drastic measure
Brand our wrists with blackened ink
Let’s run this bar right out of drinks
Hair to the floor, heels to the sky
Sling the bling to caress her thighs
[Chorus]
Lust runs high, then dry
The scent of sweet aromas
Gallow’s pole dancers
Take on false personas
When clothes come off
We’ll gorge our eyes
Gallow’s pole dancers
Weave a web of lies
Set ‘em up, she’ll be knockin’ ‘em down
With those suicide eyes in midnight gowns
Burning holes right through our slacks
Till we shell out coin to get them in the sack
We’ve got the rhythm in our hands
Cast the dues, now bend to our demands
Corsets are falling, g-strings go flying
She might be the only thing worth buying
A top dollar tariff nets your worth
Sensual spirits bolster ceaseless mirth
The meaning of rings gets lost
The sexiest sights come at a cost
Gifts to gratify our senses
Perfection shallowed by expenses
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11. |
Legacy's Allure
01:34
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12. |
At the Bottom of a Glass
04:54
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Music - RedRum/Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
So you find yourself at the bottom of a glass
After squandered engagements come to pass
Saturated with ancient ilk imbued within
Fractal poise and festered patience wearing thin
Pander to sacrifices of your mind’s account
Reaping baleful treasures of untold amounts
Skullduggery afoot intercepts your weary path
And scorns the deadly seas of woeful wrath
[Chorus]
Wander, wade, and wallow
Swirl, swig, and swallow
You’ll find your touch of class
At the bottom of a glass
Lured by lyres of escalating grace, we
In the shades of sails, stray a course straight to thee
Equal to the task of beauty’s lay
Fasten our faithless hearts unto dismay
Whitecaps crash while drinks discharge
Down throats that siege the world at large
As surges swell vaster than our greedy grasp
The world’s finest fortunes fall into our laps
Search the faces of the crumbling crowds
Heaven’s light breaks through the storm and cloud
Smoke billows from the glints of our mortars
Witness the demise of bounds and borders
Led astray down alleyways of zeal
Ardor undermined by false ideals
Let’s sing the song that ends the Earth
A legacy that lends itself to rebirth
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13. |
To Steal a Life
02:09
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
We stole your life, we thieved your being
A mob of panicked faces fleeing
‘Tis simply a game of skill for us
A no-holds contest with zero fuss
We hoodwinked you of all your values
Heisted what you thought you knew
Embezzled your most sacred views
Scammed a blank slate to begin anew
[Chorus]
We bamboozled your bankroll
Misappropriated all your goals
We cozened your control
At last, we’ve swindled your soul
Antediluvian age-old feelings
Leaves your wailing wits reeling
This is how we conduct our lives
We’ve no qualms with swiving wives
You gifted us another ghastly face
How does it feel to be replaced?
Your humdrum life just went to waste
From life’s pages you have been erased
Day one, our integrity went out the door
So we decided to take some more of yours
It’s something you can’t buy in stores
And that’s what happens to doltish whores
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14. |
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum/Nobeard
Over trivial matters, wars are fought
Absconding with things we never bought
Keeping true to the code, our faith’s decree
Fighting ‘til death while the cowards flee
[Chorus]
You bring the cannon, we’ll bring the balls
Gonna smash these heads into the Goddamned walls!
‘Neath the glooming moon or glowing sun
Gonna rage the faces off of everyone!
Cavil down if you’d like
You’re just another match to strike
Demur over mere scruples?
Meet a bullet between your pupils!
Pacified fools, rejoice!
We’re here to make your choice
Fret not the end of days
Dote upon rational gaze
Life washes clean of all regrets
Death looms in every silhouette
A world of slaughter
A world of tears
A word of wisdom
In a world of fear
A mind of misery
A mind of disillusion
A moment of clarity
In a mind of confusion
As all mistakes awake
Shaky concentration breaks
Unreality begins to flood
Lingering on drops of blood
Reckless sentiments
Shade in diagrams of spite
All we need is fire
For this revelry to ignite
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Music - Nobeard | Lyrics - RedRum
You stuff your face
Hoping never to be lean
For fear of what shall be
Untipping scales, low fat cuisine
You cook up the dough
But the calories don’t bestow
The girth that might be right
To enjoy the spoils of your sailor sights
[Chorus]
Why can’t we grab some grub?!
Some grub to clog our veins!
Nourishment - deep inside of you!
We know that gluttony’s not wrong!
So fill your plates and bowls!
And sup a hearty stew
Down the gullet to your bulbous arse
A pirate’s body looks good on you!
Never, ever believe
All your meals were wasted
'Cause you’ll never know
How good a pirate’s life has tasted
So many people have drawn veils over their eyes
Afraid. Afraid of what they might see
As did those who kept hidden inside
Afraid. Afraid of what they might be
Surf-n-Turf! For Piratical Girth!
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16. |
Rope's End
03:31
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