Brethren of the Coast
This track is instrumental.
Sailing fast across the roaring sea With our faces in the wind Spyglass aimed towards a ship in sight Let's get ready for the bloody fight Pirates - we are legion Black souls straight out of hell Crossbones - our religion We will raise the black To strike the deepest fear in their heart Branded and exiled we rise from the dark Civilization is coming our way And yet here we stay to raise the black Growing danger, all the bravery fades The reaper's calling loud their names Hunted down, nowhere for them to run Surrender now or die by sword and gun Pirates - we are legion Black souls straight out of hell Crossbones - our religion We will raise the black To strike the deepest fear in their heart Branded and exiled we rise from the dark Civilization is coming our way And yet here we stand until the end
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Shine bright in the darkest time, your inner flame is glowing Light it up like dinamite, till the shadows fade away Shout loud the battlecry, your rebel blood is boiling Tear down the caging walls, come along to rock the night Hold fast, prepare to ride the storm Stand tall, try not to fall Granite heart - wild and free Raising our fist of steel Granite heart - strong and proud Cranking up our metal sound All around is the acrid smell of decaying society Be aware and ready to face the greedy bastards in the way They’d love to buy your soul, to force you into obedience Yet you stay true to yourself, cause you know they’ll lose the game Shine bright in the darkest time, your inner flame is glowing Light it up like dinamite, till the shadows fade away
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Princes of thieves, the scourge of the seven seas We're living wild and free, plundering as we please We tame the waves, we dare the holy wrath Fighting against the world, we always hold our ground We hold our ground! Cause we’re brothers in arms, united and free Cursed by the damned for living our way Ideal of freedom, defend it with force Under the flag of the brethren of the coast Gathered in packs, like dangerous wild animals We keep on breaking down the chains of slavery Tortuga Bay, home of this brotherhood Our righteous code is written, now we’re all as one We’re all as one! Day after day we’re longing for victory Oppression shall not prevail as long as we sail on Oh we sail on!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Galloping horse in the dead of the night You'd better be home, stay close to the light Down to the village the horror is back The horseman has risen to seek for your head A crawling nightmare from the other side There ain't no place to flee nor hide From the Headless Rider Fallen in battle long time ago Decapitated in one fatal blow The hessian, the soldier returns form the grave To cut down the living, to challenge the brave It’s useless to draw your sword in defense Against evil powers you don’t stand a chance Your desperate prayer cannot break his will He doesn’t feel pity, he’s in for the kill Furious and savage he rides alone Don’t be defiant, he’s bad to the bone Here he comes with the blade in his hand You won’t see tomorrow, brace yourself
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Back to the hunt when the tide’s turning red A long trail of blood is leading our path We sold our souls, we killed many men To lay our hands on the gold of the dead On the sea of madness we sailed Over the edge by the greed in our hearts We follow the stars to a sinister shore Where nobody dared to venture before Torches alight, we break through the black Finally reaching the spot on the map Over shining pieces of eight Terrible nightmares are taking form Trembling bones, empty eyes Ghastly figures into the light Ruling over this haunted place The Dead men, they tell no tales Phantoms arise from the piles of gold We’re meeting their gaze so lifeless and cold Frozen in fear we can’t make a sound Eternal damnation, that's all we found With the bloody gold in our hands Alongside the fallen we take our place
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
Falling snow, the sea of the north The year 1795 Fourteen warships anchored at bay The waters are freezing in cold Icebound, no way to move The dutch fleet’s left to her fate Silent shadows approach Claiming the prize in the dark All hands on deck, the struggle is on And soon they lose any hope The battle fleet hides into the night But moonbeams unveil the site A rapid attack at the battle of Texel Thundering hooves on the frozen sea The cavalry rides on the breeze of the north wind Bringing the dutch forces on their knees The watchman awakens to find The command vessel surrounded by soldiers Boarding the sides, gaining control of the deck The resistance is futile Falling snow, the sea of the north The year 1795 The capture's done right before the dawn Without the spilling of blood Icebound, no way to move The dutch fleet’s left to her fate Hundred hussars aboard Taking the prize in the dark
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Day by day we are marching on to war Boots like lead as they sink into the ground Trapped in blindness, quiet and tamed Thousand pawns playing the game We execute, no matter why We only know our duty is to Stride till the distant battlefield Creeping death lies in wait for us, yet we Fight, kill, die Die for the Crown Fight, kill, die Die for the regal Crown Troops are waiting command, fear in their eyes Running blood, it’s too late to ask the reason why Tell me why! Trapped in violence, hate and scorn While the slaughter's raging on The cries of battle fill the sky There's no return, we're lost and doomed to
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Floating fortresses on the horizon Towering bastions plowing the waves Threatening sign of impending invasion Thousand sails are covering the light of day Taking on the whims of the weather Never give in to misfortune and rain Faithful sailors resist all together “God will guide us to battle and victory” The mighty fleet stands glorious and proud No stormy wind shall take her down Invincible Armada, the jewel of the king of Spain She wages war on heresy, time will tell if fortune's on her side The rival's waiting before the Channel Clashing forces right into battle Firing bombs, causing disaster Blood and pain, smoke and thunder Opponent's strife, the table is turning Cannons fire, the flagships are burning Armada's weight, her Achilles heel She can't withstand the british privateers Crushing failure and deep humiliation Battered galleons leaving the fight Storm and starvation sealing their fate The holy mission has ended in tragedy The mighty fleet is sinking to ground Just like a giant falling down Invincible Armada, the jewel of the king of Spain She wages war on heresy, time will tell if fortune's on her side
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025