Ship keeps-a to roll and pitch
I lay in shackles in the hold
Betrayed by my old mates
It will not end like this
At the first chance I’m out
I’m diving off the ship
and deep into the High Seas Cold Death beneath the Wave
Bitter end in cold waters sharp as blades
Better to end up-a drifting and let the ocean be my grave
than murdered by the hands of my old mates The mournful wind is roaring
He’s roaring in the waves
My only chance to escape I hear them coming down
They’re coming down to take me They drag me on the deck
Tie me to the mast
The show is going to start They want some blood to flow
Some heads to roll
And justice will be done
But before they start I’m out of board Death beneath the Wave
Bitter end in cold waters sharp as blades
Better to end up-a drifting and let the ocean be my grave
than murdered by the hands of my old mates CHOIR: DEATH
CHOIR: DEATH
CHOIR: DEATH
CHOIR: DEATH CHOIR: DEATH
Floating on the deep blacks
CHOIR: DEATH
Facing the storm of terror
CHOIR: DEATH
Miles away from the earth
CHOIR: DEATH
Beneath the Wave Floating on the deep blacks
Facing the storm of terror
Miles away from the earth
The freezing grip of death is near Waves keep to sway and break
I float adrift in nothingness
Got rid by my old mates
Those whom I hath betrayed
Alestorm return with another batch of rollicking pirate metal. Swinging, sawing keys, “yo-ho-ho” sing-along choruses, and riffs for days. Bandcamp New & Notable May 29, 2017
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