[Intro – slow dirty blues guitar, massive dark organ]
[Low organ chords building]
[Captain – gravelly drawl]
Morning came without a sunrise…
Just sails.
From the north.
From the south.
From every damned piece of horizon.
[Crew – low]
How many?
[Captain]
Enough.
[Organ slams into heavy riff]
[Verse 1]
Black dots crawling through the morning fog,
Growing larger by the mile,
Royal colors covering the water,
Steel and thunder rank and file.
Frigates cutting through the whitecaps,
Warships forming line ahead,
Every mast carries a kingdom
That would pay to see us dead.
Gunners standing by the cannons,
Powder stacked beneath the deck,
Captain staring through his spyglass
With a bottle at his neck.
[Captain]
Well, boys…
Looks like they found us.
[Crew – laughter]
HA! HA! HA!
[Pre-Chorus – organ pounding with drums]
[Captain]
How many sails?
[Crew]
TOO MANY TO COUNT!
[Captain]
How many guns?
[Crew]
ENOUGH TO SHAKE HELL!
[Captain]
And how many Black Flags?
[Crew]
ONE!
[Captain]
That’s all we fucking need.
[Chorus – massive gang shanty, roaring organ]
A THOUSAND GUNS AHEAD!
AND NOT A DAMN WAY BACK!
A thousand mouths of iron
Pointing straight toward the black!
Let the royal banners rise!
Let their battle drums be fed!
WE’VE GOT HELL BEHIND US—
AND A THOUSAND GUNS AHEAD!
[Organ surge]
[Dubstep drop – slow cannon-like bass impacts]
BOOM…
BOOM…
BOOM…
[Heavy guitar and organ riff]
[Verse 2]
First broadside split the morning,
Fire rolled across the sea,
Iron screamed above the rigging,
Splinters flying wild and free.
Black Flag turned into the thunder,
Gunports opened down her side,
Every bastard grabbed a cannon—
Nobody aboard would hide.
[Captain – shouted]
WAIT FOR IT!
[Organ holds a massive chord]
Closer…
Closer…
[Crew – low chant]
Hold…
Hold…
Hold…
[Captain]
FIRE!
[Organ and dubstep impact]
[Crew – gang vocals]
SEND THAT IRON!
BREAK THEIR LINE!
SEND THOSE ROYAL DOGS TO BRINE!
[Bridge – heavy organ-led groove]
[Captain]
Port guns!
[Crew]
LOADED!
[Captain]
Starboard!
[Crew]
READY!
[Captain]
Bow into their line!
[Crew]
AYE!
[Captain]
Then let’s teach these kings
what a pirate broadside sounds like.
[Organ breakdown – aggressive Hammond riff]
[Dubstep bass drops answering organ stabs]
[Crew – rhythmic shanty]
IRON AND FIRE!
ORGAN AND THUNDER!
TEAR THEIR PRETTY NAVY ASUNDER!
IRON AND FIRE!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
MAKE THOSE ROYAL BASTARDS FLY!
[Heavy riff]
[Final Chorus – full crew, massive organ]
A THOUSAND GUNS AHEAD!
LET EVERY CANNON ROAR!
If they brought a thousand guns—
WE’LL MAKE ’EM WISH THEY BROUGHT MORE!
Rip their battle line apart!
Paint the morning ocean red!
WE’VE CHEATED DEATH BEFORE—
WHAT’S A THOUSAND GUNS AHEAD?!
[Captain]
FIRE EVERYTHING!
[Final organ/dubstep barrage]
[Crew]
FIRE!
FIRE!
FIRE!
[Final bass drop]
[Outro – dirty blues guitar, organ rumbling]
[Captain – gravelly]
A thousand guns…
[Crew – low laughter]
[Captain]
Should’ve brought two.