Tales of the Fallen Ales - Lagerstein

Far on the horizon

A deadly force is born

The only brew a pirate fears

Is the brewing of a storm

The waves of the ocean are bashing the sides

The clouds are changing, to the dead of the night

The ships are scared out of sight!

Destroyed by the storm, survivors are few

Look to the surface, it’s all of their brew

Get ready crew

The barrels of rum are overboard

In the seas they now lie

Thank fuck we have a flying ship in the sky

Looting the seas of all their booze

It’s a pirates holy grail

No wasting the souls of these sunken soldiers

This is the tales of the fallen ales

We swooped down below, dodging the winds

Scrambling for barrels, filled to the brim

Like Whitney says, Who Dares Wins!

Rum filled cellars, beer wall to wall

So many rescued, what a great haul

Yes, we’ve saved them all

The barrels of rum are overboard

In the seas they now lie

Thank fuck we have a flying ship in the sky

Looting the seas of all their booze

It’s a pirates holy grail

No wasting the souls of these sunken soldiers

This is the tales of the fallen ales

We got all their ales!