Arghoslent - In Coffles They Were Led lyrics

Marooned at Sierra Leone Galleons prepared for the ride loaded with the nation's raw source of labor With not a courtesan in the swarthy bunch So intolerably loathsome was the stench of the kidnapped that the air was unfit for respiration The chained turned delirious from the weight of their fate Their brutish tempers curbed By ten to twenty lashes The pain made them abate their Courage and beliefs