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Black Flag

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โฑ๏ธ 4:54 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

A sttorm is raging on the open sea
We are the outcasts
No friends of sophistry
Betrayed, banishment
Embracing Chaos, the only creed
Scourge of nations
The Empire's enemies
Betrayed, banishment

With the stroke of a pen
A treaty is signed
Now deemed as outlaws
Once Employed by the Crown
With letters of marque
Giving us sanctioned plunder
No longer the fools
Or pawns in their game
Of economic warfare
Do they really believe
They control us?
Our greatest strength is independence

We live out our last days
With barrels of rum, black powder
And the clash of the blades

You will fire the guns
Upon my command
Unleash full broadside
Destroying the mast
The rigging, the sails
The shrapnel devastating
Boarding the sloop
Flintlock in hand, one shot
Grenades are flying
Running them through
With my cutlass
The blood and the steel
The slashing and screaming

We live out our last days
With barrels of rum, black powder
And the clash of the blades

Stories foretold
Of silver and gold
And the Empire's greed
Well God damn the queens
We'll string up the kings
We're rogues of the seas
The freest of men
Fly no colours at all
And our creed is our own
We spit on our hands
Hoist the black flag
And begin to slit throats

We live out our last days
With barrels of rum, black powder
And the clash of the blades

Stories foretold
Of silver and gold
And the Empire's greed
Well God damn the queens
We'll string up the kings
We're rogues of the seas
The freest of men
Fly no colours at all
And our creed is our own
We spit on our hands
Hoist the black flag
And begin to slit throats

Stories foretold
Of silver and gold
And the Empire's greed
Well God damn the queens
We'll string up the kings
We're rogues of the seas
The freest of men
Fly no colours at all
And our creed is our own
We spit on our hands
Hoist the black flag
And begin to slit throats

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:49.83] A sttorm is raging on the open sea
[00:55.65] We are the outcasts
[00:58.44] No friends of sophistry
[01:02.78] Betrayed, banishment
[01:07.73] Embracing Chaos, the only creed
[01:13.62] Scourge of nations
[01:17.54] The Empire's enemies
[01:20.81] Betrayed, banishment
[01:26.82]
[01:31.58] With the stroke of a pen
[01:33.47] A treaty is signed
[01:35.72] Now deemed as outlaws
[01:37.93] Once Employed by the Crown
[01:39.72] With letters of marque
[01:41.51] Giving us sanctioned plunder
[01:44.29] No longer the fools
[01:45.81] Or pawns in their game
[01:48.03] Of economic warfare
[01:50.67] Do they really believe
[01:51.85] They control us?
[01:53.52] Our greatest strength is independence
[01:58.02] We live out our last days
[02:01.28] With barrels of rum, black powder
[02:04.99] And the clash of the blades
[02:11.56]
[02:20.71] You will fire the guns
[02:22.33] Upon my command
[02:23.86] Unleash full broadside
[02:26.56] Destroying the mast
[02:28.09] The rigging, the sails
[02:29.72] The shrapnel devastating
[02:32.68] Boarding the sloop
[02:34.18] Flintlock in hand, one shot
[02:35.96] Grenades are flying
[02:37.13] Running them through
[02:39.03] With my cutlass
[02:40.24] The blood and the steel
[02:41.57] The slashing and screaming
[02:47.65] We live out our last days
[02:50.69] With barrels of rum, black powder
[02:53.78] And the clash of the blades
[02:56.33] Stories foretold
[02:58.56] Of silver and gold
[03:00.00] And the Empire's greed
[03:03.47] Well God damn the queens
[03:04.98] We'll string up the kings
[03:06.31] We're rogues of the seas
[03:09.57] The freest of men
[03:10.80] Fly no colours at all
[03:12.15] And our creed is our own
[03:15.54] We spit on our hands
[03:16.85] Hoist the black flag
[03:18.57] And begin to slit throats
[03:24.38]
[03:48.67] We live out our last days
[03:51.24] With barrels of rum, black powder
[03:54.67] And the clash of the blades
[03:58.27] Stories foretold
[03:59.38] Of silver and gold
[04:00.83] And the Empire's greed
[04:04.13] Well God damn the queens
[04:05.68] We'll string up the kings
[04:07.16] We're rogues of the seas
[04:09.82] The freest of men
[04:11.47] Fly no colours at all
[04:12.82] And our creed is our own
[04:16.36] We spit on our hands
[04:17.70] Hoist the black flag
[04:19.57] And begin to slit throats
[04:22.03] Stories foretold
[04:23.66] Of silver and gold
[04:25.06] And the Empire's greed
[04:28.31] Well God damn the queens
[04:29.69] We'll string up the kings
[04:31.23] We're rogues of the seas
[04:34.42] The freest of men
[04:35.78] Fly no colours at all
[04:37.22] And our creed is our own
[04:40.73] We spit on our hands
[04:41.94] Hoist the black flag
[04:43.63] And begin to slit throats
[04:46.66]

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