The Battle lyrics

Tonight we'll kick down their doors Pick up their women and also kick their dogs And as we get out we'll piss on their lawn Tonight we plunder, pillage and then get out We've gotta leave this island We're stealing their ships Burning their houses down Steering to north just on our own Cold blades slitting their throats Warm blood soaking the street Smell of burning wood Revolution pumping in our veins We will scape their sight Sailing toward the horizon We've had enough of their dominance Tonight tonight the opressed become opressors Oppressing their control Imposing our wants We've gotta leave this island We're stealing their ships Burning their houses down Steering to north just on our own ...