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We come from the sewers to pirate this fat land this hour

We march in the streets of skulls to take back what ours

White thrash of the south

We shake the foundations of power with lead and with force

Burn the pillars of greed, let society fall

Rebel rousers, drunks and punks, and brave invaders

We plague the cities with fire, we are in control

Storm the bastions with metal and rock’n’roll

The oceans of oppression, the killing hand

The black flag of vengeance rise over our land

Anarchy warning, a note from the underworld

The pirates of the heart are sailing to steal and destroy

Rebel rousers, drunks and punks, and brave invaders