Running Wild - Powder & Iron | Текст песни

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• Running Wild
• Powder & Iron

Thunder shakes the wooden hull.
The rigging breaks like glass.
The cannons fire consistently
their enemy to blast.
Pirate vessel's changing course.
The Navy's giving chase.
The tactic of entangling is
the gauntlet in their face.

Powderkegs and ironballs.
Thunder cracks the rail.
Splintered masts and tattered ropes.
The fire eats the sail.
The lion-heart's the only way
to overcome the fight.
Back to back no fear at all.
The pirates are standing tight.

PRECHORUS:
Lightning strikes, smokescreen bites.
A wall of fire is on the horizon.
Fading breath, too much death,
too much blood and too much pain.

CHORUS:
Powder & iron, gun down the flags.
In rapid succession the thunder will crack.
Powder & iron, the fire will blow.
The devil is waiting to take their souls away.

The privateers are in plight,
cornered by the fleet.
The mariners are trying hard,
their gallow-poles to feed.
The pirate vessel's sailing fast,
firing around.
The naval-ship is on the lose,
sinking to the ground.

PRECHORUS:
Lightning strikes, smokescreen bites.
A wall of fire is on the horizon.
Fading breath, too much death,
too much blood and too much pain.

CHORUS:
Powder & iron, gun down the flags.
In rapid succession the thunder will crack.
Powder & iron, the fire will blow.
The devil is waiting to take their souls away
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(SOLO)

PRECHORUS:
Lightning strikes, smokescreen bites.
A wall of fire is on the horizon.
Fading breath, too much death,
too much blood and too much pain.

CHORUS (2x):
Powder & iron, gun down the flags.
In rapid succession the thunder will crack.
Powder & iron, the fire will blow.
The devil is waiting to take their souls away.