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Back on the waves, the roger is law, no return in sight

A look from the masthead tall in the sky, leaving harbor lights

Master the ways of sabre and gun, there's only do or die

Your life is a gamble and gold is the price, fearless bloody ride

CHORUS:

Ready for boarding with fire in eyes

SAILING ON TO WAR

Fast as a shark and bad to the bone

LET THE THUNDER ROAR

Hunted by time and cutthroat alike, there's no time to waste

Hours of travelling, gone is the luck, can this be the end?

Finally something appear in the far, a vessel full of gold

The finger of death is pointing at you, be our slave or die!

Ready for boarding with fire in eyes

SAILING ON TO WAR

Fast as a shark and bad to the bone

LET THE THUNDER ROAR

Back on the waves, the roger is law, no return in sight

The finger of death is pointing at you, be our slave or die!