the parchment turns as the quest begins brothers in arms with the blood of sin minds ingrained upon the route each and all our black hearts devout hung or shot stabbed or drowned these pleasures make our world go round from behind a veil of power and pride we sat enthroned amongst the slain and with the candor of unsung songs we laughed at all our shameless gains the hell we raised upon the seas cause of death and fear on the main survived damnation and the tests of time now we re back for blood again tempted by a nameless prize and splendid riches of unspeakable size the feeling that grows with each the passing tides to pilfer and plunder the guilt aside back for the attack to bring scurvy back your village we ll ransack all the loot that we ll pack always ready for the attack we re bringing scurvy back you ll have no time to flee there s only death at sea fearing our attack we re bringing scurvy back raising our ales tonight in honour of our fight drink til we attack we re bringing scurvy back we ll thrash until we die til our ships burn to the sky killing for the attack we re bringing scurvy back 