Hyperion Omniriff

Alestorm

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    I have travelled cross the land in search of fame and gold
    With the wind upon my sails and a heart both brave and bold
    Through raging storms and seas untamed, my ship did never stray
    For naught can stop a pirate's quest to claim his treasure's pay

    A pint of whisky in my hand, a map clenched tight and worn
    To islands far and wide I've sailed since days you were not born
    A thousand sights that I have seen, the stories I could tell
    And for the things that I have done I'll see you all in hell

    Set sail for glory
    We quest for gold under blood-red skies
    We are the pirates
    Our tale has just begun
    Set sail for glory
    Our blades are sharp to the end of time
    Steal all your treasure
    We'll spend it all on rum

    When desperation leads you to the point of no return
    No longer can you idly stand and watch the empire burn
    A life spent hanging from a thread is not the life for me
    The precipice awaits you and oblivion is free

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    The time has come for you to scream
    So raise your voices up and join the fray
    You'll die today

    This is a battle for the souls of men
    Either you're with us or you're one of them
    It's time to choose your side for wars to come
    Are you a cunt, or do you drink rum?

    Set sail for glory
    We quest for gold under blood-red skies
    We are the pirates
    Our tale has just begun
    Set sail for glory
    Our blades are sharp to the end of time
    Steal all your treasure
    We'll spend it all on rum

    For years we've voyaged on this cursed ship of death
    Living like we'll never die till we draw our final breath
    But now the reaper lies ahead I feel the end is near
    And when it's time to follow him we'll drink one final beer

    Yaow! The end has come
    I won't join the setting Sun
    All things must come to pass?
    Stick that up your fucking ass
    We will return
    You can't kill that what doesn't learn
    No braincells left to understand
    So here I'll make my final stand

    This is a battle for the souls of men
    Either you're with us or you're one of them
    It's time to choose your side for wars to come
    Are you a cunt, or do you drink rum?

    Set sail for glory
    We quest for gold under blood-red skies
    We are the pirates
    Our tale has just begun
    Set sail for glory
    Our blades are sharp to the end of time
    Steal all your treasure
    We'll spend it all on rum

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