The Dread Crew of Oddwood все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

On the day when the storm was drawing near
There was a crew of dirty swarthy buccaneers
One hundred paces south towards the tallest standing tree
Six feet underground lies the treasure of the queen

A bolt of lightning split the mast and dropped the sail
The heavens split in twain and down came hail
What manner of force has caused this, are we heathens bound for hell?

Join us 'round the fire as we tell heroic tales
Of times before, away from shore, yes, times when we set sail
We'll fill your dreams with warriors, with treasure and with beasts
And women much more charming than you'd possibly believe

We'll have meat, bread, and wine, and ale and other brews
Mead for good measure, since meat is only food!
Juicy roasted chicken, pork-filled sausages and beer

Whilst we were sailin' over
A shining salty ocean
We saw upon the waters
A Spanish treasure Galleon
We dropped the heavy canvas
As we readied up the guns fast
We cruised right up beside her
And we blew right through her main mast

He seized a galleon with a raft and four men!
Come join us Edward Kenway!
He is wild as a stallion and stronger than ten!
Come join us Edward Kenway!

They told out his legend wherever he has been
Come join us Edward Kenway!
We’ll hoist the sails for ye, Just tell us when!

On a blue moonlit night, near a black salty bay
Came the clatter of hooves down the road from the quay

On a mare rode a man with a snarl on his lips
And upon his thick belt swung a gun from his hips

His breath stank of meat and a slew of sour wines

This stormy night brought forth
The sounds of sea wolves dying
Our sails were headed north
Their blades and bullets flying

Upon the main deck stood
These b______ pirate fools
Who held us by our throats

My eyes cracked open just a titch my jaw and back ached like a bitch
My breath was foul and my head throbbed with pain.
As my eyes filtered in the light I found the crew in a similar plight
Now What the hell did we all drink last night?

About that time we realized that the strange floor on which we lied
Was rather sticky, warm and writhing up and down.
Then from the cavern up ahead crawled twenty crabs with thirty heads

Time carries on, never looking back
Journeying on to where blue meets black
The cots are a’ sway with the rolling of the waves
As the ship’s crew rests in their evening graves
The flags scrape the sky, their colors raised high
Stretching out towards the horizon lines
This stealth silhouette is the life that he bet
The night that the helmsman gambled with Death