Along with the title
Came a problem, you know
He was Drunken with power
With lust and with gold

We as poor deckhands
Won't follow his will
In our ship we stand
Our lifes lie in this sea

Stupid and Greedy
The bastard's a fool
We won't take his orders
He's drunk as a rule

No we won't take it
We won't take no more
A fucked up disloyal
Always looking for

More gold and more power
And under his hat
An empty head
With no virtue above his neck

Behead the captain
And take what is ours
He's no one
But a man
Who's tasted some power

Corrupt, dishonored
He's just foul child
Don't forget don't forgive
Our gold he has piled