Hunting Pirates

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    Foe sails ahead, oceans painted red
    When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates
    No questions asked, we fulfil our task
    Tones all turn grey after sunset

    Slaying a man, taking what you can
    What is right, what is wrong, who can answer?
    Sailing the seas, we do just what we please
    Emperors, pirates; all cancer

    Hoist the sails! wipe them out now
    Kill them all! let them die
    Scum they are! foe of mankind
    Clear the sea! show no ruth

    We have no choice, it's you who are the bad guys
    You've taken it all and yet you still dare to fault
    Who are you to judge and condemn us
    Underneath the paint your flag is still black

    Hoist the sails! wipe them out now
    Kill them all! let them die
    Scum they are! foe of mankind
    Clear the sea! show no ruth

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    Yes we can, and therefore we do so
    Please understand, that there's nothing you can do
    The world has changed, your justice is outdated
    What is right, is what is right to me

    Foe sails ahead, oceans painted red
    When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates
    No questions asked, we fulfil our task
    Tones all turn grey after sunset

    Slaying a man, taking what you can
    What is right, what is wrong, who can answer?
    Sailing the seas, we do just what we please
    Emperors, pirates; all cancer

    Share the wealth, your holdings should be ours
    It's all a smile on our sunny bright kolkhoz
    Where's the crime, when no-one's really losing?
    Out of cash? why don't you print some more

    Foe sails ahead, oceans painted red
    When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates
    Foe sails ahead, oceans painted red
    When the soldiers of fortune hunt for pirates
    No questions asked, we fulfil our task
    Tones all turn grey after sunset

    Slaying a man, taking what you can
    What is right, what is wrong, who can answer?
    Sailing the seas, we do just what we please

    Emperors, pirates; all cancer
    Both we are but selfish chancers
    Taking what's there

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    Composition: Mathias Nygård

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