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| 2. |
| 4:12 | 
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Hundred masts, thirty flags
An island in the gulf of Darien Sandglas, bloody heart Flying high above the scene Marooners with loaded guns Are still waiting at the quay A hungry fleet from underworld "Freedom" is the law they pray "Black strap", rum and gin Sexual freedom all the way A rolling dice, an ace of hearts One shall win and one's to pay Concord and freedom No need for the holy writ Rebellions, non - servile Spitting on religious hypocrites Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea When the " oxford ", hits the sea Slave driver learns the moses law There is no chance, they can't escape They hunt them down and eat'em raw Gin Lane, New Providence It all is now since along time gone But there are still descendants Port Royal's spirit lives forever on Port Royal A cry of freedom on the sea. |
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| 3. |
| 3:28 |
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Can you see the licking flame
Waiting for its time Its increasing energy Preparing for the prime Fed up with your boring prate All senses gettin lost Second to none our flame shall rouse Just like a growing host Raging Fire burning down the walls Raging Fire the rebellion force Raging Fire all across the lands Raging Fire fights in self defense The anger grows on and on The young stand up and fight No more lies and censorship All oppressed stand tight Raging Fire burning down the walls Raging Fire the rebellion force Raging Fire all across the lands Raging Fire fights in self defense Wake up break the silence Come on join our league We must stand defiant To dethrone this breed |
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| 4. |
| 3:59 |
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They imagine a heaven
Talk about hell They can't live without a remission Plentiful punichment for Numerous sins Suffering their oun crurl invention Their heaven is boring Their hell's a state joke Faith is their one vindication Doubt is forbidden Joy is tabooed For a folly there's no hesitation Sacrifice their life for a lie A thousand sheep have come to die Down the thumb there's no remorse It's the time for martyres Into the Arena - go down Into the Arena - show-down now Into the Arena - the beasts are prepared Into the Arena Hunting the witches Considered to be Riding on brooms in the dark night No mercy for people Who dare to oppose Mediaevel church was a scourge in its pride Millions of people Killed for the cross By relentless religion - disgusting There is no excuse For things they have done In the name of their God - it's a bad thing Sacrifice their life for a lie A thousand sheep have come to die Down the thumb there's no remorse It's the time for martyres Into the Arena - go down Into the Arena - show-down now Into the Arena - the beasts are prepared Into the Arena Lock your door the Priest is Coming Beware of All the Parsons Today it's all different A daring contention They talk about love and forgiving But still they are hunting Now we are the victims Maybe they are evious for our living Sacrifice their life for a lie A thousand sheep have come to die Down the thumb there's no remorse It's the time for martyres Into the Arena - go down Into the Arena - show-down now Into the Arena - the beasts are prepared Into the Arena |
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| 5. |
| 4:53 |
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No more eagles gonna ride the wind
Turning circles in the sky Badlands growing and the bison's gone Uaschitschun tell me why Why'd you kill my creed Claiming earth and wind You never kept your vow But you can't lock me in I'm riding free Riding free with the wind Free as an eagle Proud as a king My mother's the earth and my father's the wind You can't possess them, they are free It's time for you to see what you have done Can't hold my soul cause I will flee Why you kill yourself Ravage what you need to live You can't eat your gold Nature's calling you |
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| 3:00 |
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| 4:50 |
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Exploring the seas to conquer new lands
Troops arrayed by the church Sanctified and blessed they set out Crusaders, gentiles' scourge They fight, they kill, they rape Under the banner of the 'holy' church They hunt, they lie, they cheat, they steal Doing dirty deeds Conquistadores - Hungry for gold Doing as the religious madman told Conquistadores - Religion's knights Havoc and death caused by pride Pearls of glass for ingets of gold Violence, force and deceit Taking the wealth or the Indian's life Their way of feeding their greed Heathen must turn to Christianity It's like 'believe or die' Arrogance and blindless, religion's force Believers never ask the reason why They fight, they kill, they rape Under the banner of the 'holy' church They hunt, they lie, they cheat, they steal Doing dirty deeds Conquistadores - Hungry for gold Doing as the religious madman told Conquistadores - Religion's knights Havoc and death caused by pride |
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| 3:20 |
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Out in the world you can watch'em struggling
For a small piece of luck They won't die with a smile on their trace For possession they'd kill their mothers For some bucks they deny themselves And the whole world is right in that trace They are Riding Forth No time to lose Got to alter every place They are Riding Forth No way to choose And the next step's out to space With a high hand they watch their buildings Self-righteously praise their deeds No time for recess on their way In a way it is quite amusing But it's afake of deepest dye Let's hope they'll see it one day They are Riding Forth No time to lose Got to alter every place They are Riding Forth No way to choose And the next step's out to space Pay Attention to History Look at All the Things They've Done No Remains, There's No Thing Left It's All Blown to Kingdom Come |
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| 3:01 |
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When I was a kid they tought me their rules
We did anything they want, we did it like fools Their book was holy, we learned it by heart Their holy fight, we had to take part Exploited and cheated my life was a mess Religion and war, we were possessed Inspired and brave, out to the field So blind that we couldn't see, our destiny was sealed We tried to fight, fell one by one Disillusion, our belief had gone Exploding shell tore off my legs Senses faded by the grenade cracks Warchild, Warchild We fought and died for it... we are Warchild, Warchild We cried and bleeded for it Wake up now |
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| 4:27 |
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Pain of hunger's growing stronger
The wages are gone, can't wait no longer I have to sign on under every flag If I want to live, I have to fag Engaged, I hit the sea Never thought of mutiny The work is hard, the pay is low We're treated bad, our anger grows The waterbarrels going bad Daily a sailor dies by fag Whip cracks pain's their holy law If they're going too far this means war Stand up and fight A seaman disobeys a law The whip cracks, flowing gore He gets a hundered cuts, one too much His death feeds our grudge The waterbarrels going bad Daily a sailor dies by fag Whip cracks pain's their holy law If they're going too far this means war With grinning looks we precede Revenge for the ones who'd bleed Encircling bastards who killed Their eyes show fear, they're thrilled |
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| 11. |
| 8:17 |
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Up with the roger, the vessel is close
Cannons are loaded the weapons prepared Set up more sails the distande grows They try to escape but we shan't care Calico Jack Listen and hear my command Calico Jack I lead you to victory Calico Jack We shall win in the end Calico Jack You maybelieve what I foresee Down with the roger, the vessel's too far It's time for the flag, no remorse Anne and Mary, more rum in my jar I need more refreshment before we set course Changing the course now, we must fet in touch Triple afford, he must not escape Our breath in their neck they feel our grudge We have to hurry to get them in scrape Fight Acrid smell of smoke in the air While flag's rising, mainmast breaks Ears go deaf by my brother's blare Upper deck is taken over All of sudden a yelling cry Ports turn open, what a mess Soldiers get out 'n'comrades die Desperate fights, we're on the loose (THE JUDGE) John Rackham You are charged with murder and piracy of the high seas In the name of Her Majesty you will be taken from this court And hung, drawn and quartered What are your last words, accused? (CALICO JACK) My last words? Ha ha!!! Who do you think you are?! What right have you to judge over my destiny?! Take your pompous words and stick'em where the sun don't shine I swear we meet again Bye |
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