Testo di Letter Of Marque

33 years, only 3 on the shore Look in tired eyes as proud as before Challenge noble's law Set the justice by arms Feel the salt on tongue Yet live sweetest of lives Here our captain stands Our brother in blood Leader of the crew Second only to god Oceans open wide For the holder of key Letter of marque License to kill We are not thieves, simply take what we need Honor Discipline, the only law... Those who sail high seas Have no family bounds Future covered with mist Will never reach peaceful grounds Friends with king and whore Noble and vice Free to choose the lord Fortune is rolling the dice