Lords of the Trident - The Metal Sea

You've all heard the whispers,
and the tales men tell,
of a ship made of iron,
and a crew of the demons from hell

Sailing under the moonlight
striking fear wherever they might
if I told you their captain was I
you'd probably drop dead from fright

fight and die
is a motto tattooed to our skin
say goodbye
when you see the black flag with a grin
then the roar of the cannons begin

With a high, high, ho
With a high, high, hee
we'll get drunk and we'll pillage together
as we're sailing the metal sea

With a high, high, ho
With a high, high, hee
The treasure is ours, forever
as we're sailing the metal sea

We'll keelhaul the traitors
in the dead of night
to send men to Davey Jones
is a prime delight

They will run from our cutlass
we'll leave no soul be
So drop all your booty and run
it's a guarantee

fight and die
is a motto tattooed to our skin
say goodbye
when you see the black flag with a grin
then the roar of the cannons begin

With a high, high, ho
With a high, high, hee
we'll get drunk and we'll pillage together
as we're sailing the metal sea

With a high, high, ho
With a high, high, hee
The treasure is ours, forever
as we're sailing the metal sea

Men! Lift up your swords!
And fight for the Lords!
We live, we fight, we die!
Men! Our treasure awaits!
So break down the gates!
When you see the black flag with a grin
Then the roar of the cannons begin!