Weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen The Marrion sea has risen For blood or rum For blood or rum
As we set sail, I hear her call thirsting for blood and alcohol Where they have failed We must prevail
As the sun began to set She came into our sights The wretched overhaul of dead lights
No pray, no pay
Captain let us free by laws of man, ship, and sea I will grant what you wish if you wish to bury That fucking ship, every man until they’re weary All shall fear me
Oh, and we'll take on the ship tonight And by morning’s first light no one will be left alive
As a promise to the dead, our trophy will be your head And a legend told among men over and over again