[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Bagchus/Martin van Drunen/Paul Baayens[00:00.09] 作曲 : Bob Bagchus/Martin van Drunen/Paul Baayens[00:00.18]Cleaving, pounding forsty waves[00:04.68]heading for the south[00:05.10]a three-master manned with buccaneers[00:05.91]scourges of the new world[00:10.41]recognize no law[00:13.11]brotherhood of hardened privateers[00:13.92]jolly roger fluttering[00:14.43]shameless and scornfull[00:21.48]40 loaded beauty guns on deck[00:22.17]tortuga awaits them[00:22.62]trenches, rum and gold[00:29.13]the captured frigate on its way back[00:29.88]their last raid succesfull[00:30.45]all holdings stuffed with loot[00:52.50]the merchant vessel never stood a chance[00:56.46]no quarter was givven[00:57.39]pennon colourd red[01:00.57]stabbing, guttering as its code demands[01:05.07]the portugese was scuttled[01:06.39]leftovers for the shards[01:08.67]great whites feeding wild on piracy[01:15.30]after the wine and bloodfloabs[01:16.92]they sleep off their debauch[01:17.40]speeding on the flush of victory[01:24.15]then all of the sudden breaking weather[01:44.04]puts an end to their prosperity[01:49.32]entering weeks of steerless[01:49.98]aimless floating[01:50.31]in the calm and the merciless heat[02:00.15]rapidly provisions are decreasing[02:33.63]no more fruit and vegetables to eat[02:44.19]scorbutics[02:44.70]ravaging, the terror of the scuruy[02:59.73]fluid creatures begging for their god[03:09.51]intestinal haemorrhages[03:10.08]bones wasting away[03:29.82]corroding gristle, urinating blood[04:03.21]fatiguing insomnia, teeth and hair fall out[04:08.40]the rancid stench of living human rot[04:09.27]scorbutics[04:09.57]raving in delirious desperation[04:12.93]the last of the freebooters slowly dies[04:13.77]amongs the pus, blood, bones and bodies[04:15.12]seagulls swallowing dead gazing eyes