We Are the Storm - Swashbuckle

There’s a feeling of dread in the air once we draw near

Throughout every tavern, cove and town we’ve instilled the fear

No place to hide whilst still alive, we’ll hunt ye down

Nothing is safe as we make haste just to see you drown

Your power of ale is destined to fail with no chance to prevail

So cower in your mail as the winds grace our sails, we’ll drag you to hell

As lightning cracks the sky, you’re out of time

Thunder bellows loud, now you must die

On a quest for blood, we’ll leave you ripped and torn

Your death awaits with no glorious fate

For we are the storm

With the slash of our sabers and a will to kill, heads will roll

We’ll take your life, then your wife, and horde the loot we stole

No chance of survival, you’re in denial, its all true

The pirates three will ruin your life then run you through

So you think you can drink while your shit don’t stink

And try to hang with the happy little boozers

Well we got news for you, and it’s always been true

You’re just another worthless fucking loser

With praise of the hammer and your face all in paint

Do you really believe you’re a warrior now?

The only battle you’ve seen is on a computer screen

If confrontation strikes, you hide like a coward

We’ll put you in your place and leave you with disgrace

Steal your life like a band of crooks

So fuck the hammer and all its pathetic glamor

Now’s the time for you to hail to the hook!