Return to Port Royal - Blazon Stone

We left months ago, we were out for the hunt

Seadogs hungry for treasures and glory

Riding the storm like a bullet of lead

Breaking the waves like a cutlass in flesh

Cargos were plundered in numbers unknown

Many were killed in our rage attacks

Pieces of eight in mountains aboard

Time to return and raise our bottles

Under the flag of skull — living fear

Ruthless and raising hell — bloody sea

Glory for those who fight — death for the weak

And then we return back to

Port royal — return to

Port royal — return to

Port royal

Cannons are running hot in the night

Turning the galleons to ruins of wood

Traces of battle wherever we go

Blood has been spilled like a tide flood of death

Hell has no boundaries, death has no law

The shark is loose and it’s hungry for gold

New vessels to plunder and ships to burn

Under the flag of skull — living fear

Ruthless and raising hell — bloody sea

Glory for those who fight — death for the weak

And then we return back to

Port royal — return to

Port royal — return to

Port royal