Cut To The Heart şarkı sözleri

All our blood reaches boiling As the war songs are sung As the sailors are toiling Hatred drips from our tongues The enemy's vessel Comes into our sight We know we shall drink to their bloodshed In our galley tonight This is our prayer to the spirits of war Grant us the strength that you've granted before This is our prayer to the spirits of war If bravery strengthens our enemy's hearts, may the power of our bloodlust strengthen us more There shall be no quarter To the man who will stand as our foe His life will be forfeit To our merciless blows There shall be no quarter And there's nothing that you can do But fall to your knees as we Cut to the heart of you In the smoke and the mayhem We are rulers of all that we see Monarchs of warfare Commanding our subjects to bleed They fall down before us Their humility spilled on the deck And they smile at their masters Through the grins we have carved in their necks