Ramming Speed from Battle Wraith by Necrovert
Tracklist
| 10. | Ramming Speed | 4:16 |
Lyrics
Through the waves we carve our path
Row
Row
Dripping sweat and burning wrath
Row
Row
Oaken beam and iron grip
Row
Row
Our mistress is a leather whip
Row
Row
Row
The wind moans, gnawing at the hull
Row
Row
Above it, laughing, flies the gull
Row
We hear the reaper’s footsteps
On the deck above our heads
But we haven’t got permission to be dead
Ramming speed!
oarsmen, bend your backs!
The boat, she smells a battle
And this whip she likes to crack
Ramming speed!
Brothers, make her fly
It’s time to drown some bastards
And it’s not our turn to die!
Through the mist and through the fog
Row
Row
We hunt them like a pack of dogs
Row
Row
We’ll crack their keels and break their hulls
Row
Row
The fish will feast upon their skulls
Row
Row
Row
The waves crash, crying in despair,
Row
Row
With every stroke, we tear the air.
Row
We hear the reaper’s footsteps
On the deck above our heads
But we haven’t got permission to be dead
Ramming speed!
oarsmen, bend your backs!
The boat, she smells a battle
And this whip she likes to crack
Ramming speed!
Brothers, make her fly
It’s time to drown some bastards
And it’s not our turn to die!
Now the distance closes
The knucklebones are thrown
The wind falls deathly quiet
As the timbers give a groan.
The ram sails like an arrow
Seeking hearts upon the waves
Soon we’ll send another crew of fools
Down to their graves
Ramming speed!
oarsmen, bend your backs!
The boat, she smells a battle
And this whip she likes to crack
Ramming speed!
Brothers, make her fly
It’s time to drown some bastards
And it’s not our turn to die!
Ramming speed!
oarsmen, bend your backs!
The boat, she smells a battle
And this whip she likes to crack
Ramming speed!
Brothers, make her fly
It’s time to drown some bastards
And it’s not our turn to die!
