Alestorm - Sunset On The Golden Age lyrics
Tracks 01. Walk The Plank
02. Drink 03. Magnetic North 04. 1741 (The Battle Of Cartagena) 05. Mead From Hell 06. Surf Squid Warfare 07. Quest For Ships 08. Wooden Leg! 09. Hangover 10. Sunset On The Golden Age 01. Walk The Plank Music by Christopher Bowes Lyrics by Elliot Vernon & Christopher Bowes
The time for execution, a harrowing display
For treachery upon the seas has taken place this day Your final hour has begun, we've all agreed your end has come We'll take your sword, we'll take your gun - it's time for you to come undone Be aware, what lies beneath Razor sharp and pointy teeth Walk the Plank! With your life, you'll pay the price Walk the Plank! Boots of lead, your blood runs red Walk the Plank! Time to die, your end is nigh Walk the Plank! Descend into the black and don't come back A nameless bay, in the mist You have no right to exist You've got the captain really pissed, and so it's time you were dismissed Give the line a little twist and wrap the ropes around your wrist Eyes to fill your soul with dread The fury of the hammerhead Walk the Plank! With your life, you'll pay the price Walk the Plank! Boots of lead, your blood runs red Walk the Plank! Time to die, your end is nigh Walk the Plank! Descend into the black and don't come back Be aweare my friend, what lies beneath Razor sharp and full pointy teeth Burning eyes to fill your soul right up with dread The raging fury of the hammerhead 02. Drink Music & lyrics by Christopher Bowes
Piracy's a crime, and crime doesn't pay
And we go home poor at the end of the day But I'd rather live my life in rags Than be chained to a desk with a wife that's a hag We live each day like there's nothing to lose But a man has needs, and that need is booze They say all the best things in life are free So give all your beer and your rum to me! We are here to drink your beer And steal your rum at the point of a gun Your alcohol to us will fall Cos we are here to drink your beer Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! We've sailed over the seas for wenches and mead And told great tales of the huntmaster's deeds The quest for a drop of that famous old spiced Has shown us the wrath of leviathan's bite We went back through time to get more rum Though we end up shipwrecked having no fun But heavy metal pirates we must be So give all your beer and your rum to me We are here to drink your beer And steal your rum at the point of a gun Your alcohol to us will fall Cos we are here to drink your beer Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! 03. Magnetic North Music & lyrics by Christopher Bowes
The snow fell hard on a frozen sea
As the night swarmed all around With no moon to guide our passage north This corpse of mine may never be found Thirty days, into this dead mans quest In search of riches in a time-lost treasure chest Through oceans never seen, trough fog as thick as night To the nothern wastelandsm onwards we must fight Far beyond the ice and snow Our voyage carries on For blood and gold, we sold our souls Redemption lies at Magnetic North So the course for Magnetic North Beyond the snow to Magnetic North On the quest for Magnetic North We will die at Magnetic North Sold a lie, condemned to die Empty promise encased in the ice One by one our time has come Death awaits before the sun The snow fell hard on a frozen sea As the sun rose to the sky Trapped forever in the sea of ice This is the place where we will die Far beyond the ice and snow Our voyage carries on For blood and gold, we sold our souls Redemption lies at Magnetic North So the course for Magnetic North Beyond the snow to Magnetic North On the quest for Magnetic North We will die at Magnetic North 04. 1741 (The Battle Of Cartagena) Music & lyrics by Christopher Bowes
Sailing the raging seas
To distant lands unknown Porto Bello fell in a day Now Britannia rules the waves Thirty thousand men at arms Red Ensign in the sky To Cartagena we set sail With blood and plunder we'll prevail Twice struck, and twice we've failed But third time works a charm The greatest fleet the world has seen To flight the War of Jenkins' Ear Waters lash across the bow Through Carribean Seas The year 1741 The final battle has begun The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena History is written today Across the sea-lashed deck Our captain gives a cry ,,Cartagena lies ahead The Spanish foe will soon be dead!" Portents of coming doom Engulf the battle line High above, the heavens sigh A red light burning in the sky An omen of dread Which no man can deny The legends hold true We must turn back or die Superstitious fools Be gone from my sight Blast trumpets of war And prepare for the fight The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena History is written today Hard to starboard Man the connones And on my command, unlash hell! FIRE! Show them your steel Bring them to death on the battlefield Ride on the wind, and conquer the foe The legends be damned, to our deaths we will ago The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena History is written today 05. Mead From Hell Music & lyrics by Christopher Bowes
Under the sea, there's a colony of bees
And a man named Fred who will shoot you dead If you try to steal from his apiary sealed With magic spells at the gates to hell He'll kill you in your sleep If you so much as take a single peek Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say The alcohol stores are running low So into the deep blue yonder go Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say We'll end out quest by following the smell That leads us to the Mead from Hell He brews his mead with psychotropic weeds That'll get you high, assuming you don't die And you probably find that it makes you go blind From the alcoholic proof (it's through the roof) We seek the mead from hell The endless search for the infernal hydromel Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say The alcohol stores are running low So into the deep blue yonder go Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say We'll end out quest by following the smell That leads us to the Mead from Hell We've found the mead from hell The infernal hydromel The booze is in our grasp Now it's time to kick your ass Set sail! Set sail! Set sail! Set sail for the Mead from Hell 06. Surf Squid Warfare Music by Christopher Bowes & Dani Evans Lyrics by Christopher Bowes
I come to you from another time
With a message that everyone must die At the hand of undead squids from space They'll crush your skull and smash your face We saved the past from vikings Now the future is unclear We must travel through time again And save the world with beer We're class! You're not! Let's kill some squids and make them not With pirate powered murder skills The future's where we get our thrills A shot to the heart with a flintlock gun And mash their brains with a bottle of rum We're class! You're not! From the past we have returned We're here to make those bastards burn tonight Fueled by rum and lust to kill We have the power and the will to fight Hey Marty, it's your kids They get devoured by undead squids Lest the world be torn asunder To the future we must plunder! We're class! You're not! Let's kill some squids and make them not With pirate powered murder skills The future's where we get our thrills A shot to the heart with a flintlock gun And mash their brains with a bottle of rum We're class! You're not! 07. Quest For Ships Music by Elliot Vernon & Cristopher Bowes Lyrics by Elliot Vernon
I know a place at the edge of the land
Where the grass runs out and turns into sand I know a place where a man can't stand Cos a man can't walk in the sea I know a place where a man can't go Where a man would down and sink below But if you have a ship then you should know That you can come with me Come with me on a quest I'm on a quest, a quest for ships Sailing's how I get my kicks I'm on a quest, a quest for boats I'm mad for anything that floats I'm on a quest, to find a craft A barge or bark of dinghy or raft I'm on a quest, a quest for ships And now I need my fix I know a place where we can sail A place I heard of once in a tale No gems, no gold, no holy grail A place at the end of the sea But there's one problem I can see I have no ship that could take me But if you have one, or two, or three Then you can come with me Come with me on a quest I'm on a quest, a quest for ships Sailing's how I get my kicks I'm on a quest, a quest for boats I'm mad for anything that floats I'm on a quest, to find a craft A barge or bark of dinghy or raft I'm on a quest, a quest for ships And now I need my fix 08. Wooden Leg! Music by Gareth Murdock & Christopher Bowes Lyrics by Christopher Bowes
I've got a leg, It's made out of wood
I bought it in a tavern from a gnarly old dude When I got shot to pieces by a cannon ball It cut me down to size, I used quite tall A couple of drinks, to dull the pain I stoods up on my leg and began to fight again When all of a sudden, can you believe A connonball hit me in the other knee AGGGHH YOU SPANISH BASTARDS! Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Now both of my legs, are made of wood The future's looking grim, it doesn't seem good So I drink all day and I drink all night I get really drunk and get into a fight With a samurai guy with ninja skills He beats me up til I'm nearly killed I ask him for mercy, do me no harm But the bastard chops off both my arms AGGGHH YOU JAPANESE BASTARDS! Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg Wooden leg, wooden leg, wooden leg I've got a wooden leg, wooden leg 09. Hangover Music & lyrics by Taio Cruz, Lukasz Gottwald & Henry Russel Walter
I got a hangover
I've been drinking too much for sure I got a hangover I got an empty cup, pour me some more So I can go until they close up And I can drink until I throw up And I don't ever ever want to grow up I want to keep it going, keep keep it going I got a little bit trashed last night I got a little bit wasted I got a little bit mashed last night I got a little shit faced-ed I'm on a ship If you don't know Well now you know I got a hangover I've been drinking too much for sure I got a hangover I got an empty cup, pour me some more So I can go until they close up And I can drink until i throw up And I don't ever ever want to grow up I want to keep it going, keep keep it going, come on Drink up, cause a party ain't a party til you ride all through it End up on the floor wit can't remember you clueless Officer like what the hell is you doing Stumbling, rumbling, you wa'know what? come again Give me rum, give me gin, give me liquor, give me champagne Bubbles til the end What happens after that? If you inspired then tell a friend Like oh my homie Gregar, we can all sip again and again, and again remember this Wasted, so what? Irrelevant We're kicked to the head, who's selling it I got a hangover, that's my medicine Don't mean to brag or sound too intelligent A little Rum can't hurt this veteran I show up but I never throw up, so let the drinks go up, go up I got a hangover I've been drinking too much for sure I got a hangover I got an empty cup, pour me some more So I can go until they close up And I can drink until i throw up And I don't ever ever want to grow up I want to keep it going, keep keep it going, come on 10. Sunset On The Golden Age Music by Cristopher Bowes & Peter Alcorn Lyrics by Cristopher Bowes
Inside of aeons from chaotic spires
A shell of frozen time Where beats the silent ocean Of shadows turned sublime Forces of inspiring luminescence Guide the hidden way I know that it will take me to Another golden age Sundered from daylight, by the rage of the unseen Betwixt carbonic plateaus where rarity convenes Under the heat of a thousand suns destruction is attained When flows the red and ochre hisories ingrained Legends pass and time ticks on, entropy prevails Into the endless darkness every ship must sail Outoboros uncoiled, the circle ends tonight One thousand years of history banished from all sight The sun will set forever Never to rise again And in the coming darkness We'll fight to the bitter end Our legend passed from memory It's time to turn the page The sun has set upon the golden age The final chapter, the end is close at hand Across the boundary where ocean meets the sand Embrace the anatine, forsake all that you know The tenebrous cosmic sphere where all of us must go Inside of aeons from chaotic spires A shell of frozen time Where beats the silent ocean Of shadows turned sublime Forces of inspiring luminescence Guide the hidden way I know that it will take me to Another golden age The sun will set forever Never to rise again And in the coming darkness We'll fight to the bitter end Our legend passed from memory It's time to turn the page The sun has set, now night is falling Never again to hear the calling The sun has set upon the golden age |