Volture - Brethren of the Coast lyrics

A love of looting ships And a lust for slitting throats Hate for authority The Brethren of the Coast Keep your conduct to the code May the wind be in your sails Hold your oaths or lose a tongue Dead men tell no tales Cast your lots together Burn a thousand boats Hoist the black flag higher The Brethren of the Coast They pillage and they plunder The riches of the water Stain the seas with blood Brothers of the sea Deal in treachery Sail into the night Fortunes shining bright Keep your rudder firm And stay the course Bring them in range And then enforce The mighty blast of cannon With smoke of blunderbuss Fear not the endless volley Of lead shot past your body Fight like men of salt Take the cutla** to their throat Seize the ship and burn it Or add her to the fleet The Brethren of the coast d**h before defeat! Brothers of the sea Deal in treachery Sail into the night Fortunes shining bright