Pile of Skulls

Thundering foam that hits the keel Like powder blazed by flints The figure-head is riding high with His face right to the wind The hull that creaks in every joint is Hammering the sea Determined it will ride the main, it Will last eternally It rips the wild and stormy sea like A heavy charge of pride Hook and eye are moved by storm The ropes are holding tight The rudder's beating left and right The ship's in seasaw motion The proudness of a majesty is Banning all devotion Like a whirlwind Rushing over the sea Like a whirlwind Blowing fast, blowing free Like a whirlwind A raving storm in the night Like a whirlwind Going mad, going wild Thundering foam that hits the keel Like powder blazed by flints The figure-head is riding high with His face right to the wind The hull that creaks in every joint is Hammering the sea Determined it will ride the main, it Will last eternally Like a whirlwind Rushing over the sea Like a whirlwind Blowing fast, blowing free Like a whirlwind A raving storm in the night Like a whirlwind Going mad, going wild Like a whirlwind Like a whirlwind Like a whirlwind Like a whirlwind

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

A blue and blinding light Is devouring the dark Someone must be there, it's no fancy And no lark Footsteps trail my moves I turn around and no one's there Phantom hands that touch my back A pungent smell is in the air Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night Revealing the truth Sinister eyes Deciphering the prophecy Sinister eyes Warning of catastrophe Muddled hours are still lost, a weird Module at my neck Curious voice that talks to me Piercing eyes that hit my back A dream crawls through my sleep A small and grayskinned seer He talks about the universe, I feel I've known him for a hundred years Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night Revealing the truth Sinister eyes Deciphering the prophecy Sinister eyes Warning of catastrophe You wonder why there's no contact The man of science twists the truth Politicians telling lies, these Criminals have to lose 2000 years of blood and death, no Money will ever change the fate Army, church and government, can't You feel their scornful hate? Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night Revealing the truth Sinister eyes Deciphering the prophecy Sinister eyes Warning of catastrophe

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

The churchbell of doom is tolling The angel of death is near The ghost with the cowl and the sickle Spreading terror and fear He's taking your breath, He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Grim reaper will gather in his seed Blood will splatter his path A phantom that's sealing your doom The damned's foreboding of death He's taking your breath, He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that's choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole The dice of life are falling The weak and the poor will lose The rich in their ivory towers Can't feel that their head's in the noose No chance to talk him round The black death is spreading its wings He's the Jonah of unbridled fear The pain to beggars and kings He's taking their breath, He's twisting their spine He poisons their soul and He poisons their mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that's choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that's choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Heedless they make their pile Freeloading monkeys on our back Bad to the bone and spineless A dirty, lying, riotous pack Ostrich policy, wrong way Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay Draconian penalty, right way Ready to explode Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is burning fast Like a fistful of dynamite A bomb heading for your ass Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is running short Like a fistful of dynamite Don't push too far Or we will be your court They drain us of our lifeblood But we are dredging up the truth Staunch as a steely dreadnought So they'll never stir up our ruth Ostrich policy, wrong way Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay Draconian penalty, right way Ready to explode Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is burning fast Like a fistful of dynamite A bomb heading for your ass Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is running short Like a fistful of dynamite Don't push too far Or we will be your court Don't push too far We've fed up with your tricks Yes, fear our law You will get your deserved kicks Ostrich policy, wrong way Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay Draconian penalty, right way Ready to explode Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is burning fast Like a fistful of dynamite A bomb heading for your ass Like a fistful of dynamite My fuse is running short Like a fistful of dynamite Don't push too far Or we will be your court

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

You rule the world, but we don't care You don't impress, whatever you dare We hate your vileness, enough of your lies Flame to our anger, you'll pay the price Your fate is sealed without a doubt Verdict guilty, no way out Trick or treat is what they play The hand of doom will have its way Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel You pollute the world, with your snakelike tongue We'll never give up, until you're gone You squeeze us out, you rape the earth Your recklessness, there's nothing worse Your fate is sealed without a doubt Verdict guilty, no way out Trick or treat is what they play The hand of doom will have its way Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel Predaciousness, to fill up your lair We know the truth, tho' you're not aware A darkened power grabs your throat No time for mercy, 'cause you've sunk the boat Your fate is sealed without a doubt Verdict guilty, no way out Trick or treat is what they play The hand of doom will have its way Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel Roaring thunder, lightning strikes when the youth stands tight Roaring thunder, fist up high show no respite

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Hey, Mr. Pope, Mr. Military Man Kings and Queens More evil than it seems You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way You wade through blood in your boots of steel You hide the truth from its reveal The world's bleeding wounds will never heal So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abattoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware of the revealing key No dance of joy, no harmless spree No chance for you to hide or flee Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye Snake-skinned pack You're evil and you're sly Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way You're cutting throats with poisoned blades Your recklessness overflows the graves You try to make us all your slaves So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abattoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware of the revealing key No dance of joy, no harmless spree No chance for you to hide or flee Tears and pain, never ending shame Bloodsucking lice Play their evil game Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way Headless you still run around You can't believe you're losing ground On your knees to take the count So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abattoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware of the revealing key No dance of joy, no harmless spree No chance for you to hide or flee

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Riding the tempests of glory The vessel is gliding along Pounding the waves, majestically Proudly and strong A flag flutters on the horizon The plunder ready-to-hand The gunners are ready to fire Awaiting command Pounding the sea, like a storm Wild and free Obeying our call, fast and raw The air sparks thunder and lightning Their bellies are shivered with fear We showered their cold hearted souls With sarcastic sneer Our cohorts are ready for seizing The skull and the crossbones fly high We're talking over your vessel Whatever you try Pounding the sea, like a storm Wild and free Obeying our call, fast and raw Lead or gold, we're daring our fate On the wings of the sea Lead or gold, cursing all the Conformists who'll never be free Guns spitting iron and fire Acrid smoke clouding the air Ripping the planks Feeding the flame of despair Hoisting the flag of surrender Delivering their silver and gold A generous gift to the poor For the brothers they sold Pounding the sea, like a storm Wild and free Obeying our call, fast and raw Lead or gold, we're daring our fate On the wings of the sea Lead or gold, cursing all the Conformists who'll never be free

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

1714 that was the year The Spanish fleet ran out of luck The weather was stormy The sea was lashing, furious Lightning and thunderstruck Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' The 'Flotilla' was driven Down to the reefs The wooden hulls of the vessels Were cracked 300 000 'pieces of eight' The fleet of that year Was totally wrecked Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' The viceroy commanded To furnish a squad 60 soldiers to dreg up the plate Fool all their salvage To a small camp ashore Lack of suspicion No thought of a raid Jennings came up With a hazardous plan The Spanish garrison Was taken by guise Three sailing vessels Three hundred men 300 000 their glittering prize Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick During their escape They happened to spy A gorgeous Spanish merchant ship 'In for a penny, in for a pound' They got them in their steely grip And several thousand 'Pieces of eight' To fill their ships up to the deck Jennings' fleet sailed out to sea No one ever found his track Three hundred men Fighting hand in hand Abandonment or raid Tons of 'pieces of eight' Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The Spanish plate hauled off by raid Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Jennings' trick a painful kick Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Impudent tries will win the prize Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh No soldier pack will find his track

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

[Spoken]: Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins, to tell everybody the whole tale about the 'Island', Flint's treasure and Mr. Silver. Keeping nothing back but its position and that only, because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet. I personally think we would never have begun this adventure and set course with the 'Hispaniola', if we had known what would happen and that some of us would never return, having lost their lives. Sometimes the whole story haunts dreams and brings me the worst nightmares I ever had. That's when I hear the cries of the fallen, the waves pounding the rocks on the coast and Captain Flint's raw voice screaming: 'Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Hahahah!'. And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me back to 'Treasure Island'!!! Mr. Bones is fighting 'Black Dog' He wants to split him to the chine 'Blind Pew' the bringer of the spot Horse-hooves trampling his spine We have the map to start our trip The 'Squire' has the ship and the sailors 'Long John' is the man with the grip No one knows he will raid us The yell of the slain The waves on the rocks Captain Flint's raising hell He's calling my name To drive me insane But I'll never return to Treasure Island Where the brave fell A one-legged devil From the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally 'Long John' is spreading his law Hatching a death bringing plot I show up in a council of war What I heard in the barrel from this toad The yell of the slain The waves on the rocks Captain Flint's raising hell He's calling my name To drive me insane But I'll never return to Treasure Island Where the brave fell A one-legged devil From the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally We see the land, shining sand But it can be our grave I jump the boat, overload Trying to be too brave Burning sun, find 'Ben Gunn' Assassins claim the ship I cut the rope, I try to cope To free it from 'Hand's' grip Pulling row, cannon law The jolly-boats last trip Killing tried, stockade fight 'Silver's' villains quit Abandonment, to 'Silver's' hand A cunning pact is made Trick or treat, make scoundrels Bleed, their dullness will be paid I stumble to the stockade The sweat drips form my brow No one keeps a lockout, oh no! The rabble owns it now 'Silver' tries to shield me The 'Black spot' comes again He throws the map onto the ground He plays a tricky game Pickaxe, rope and shovel The dead-man marks the way No chest, no gold, no silver 2 guineas is their pay Musket cracks like thunder The blood is running red 'Ben Gunn' kept the treasure From beginning to the end When we put back to the sea 'Silver's' chains are doubly tight 'Long John' and his counterfeit key Sidle away through the night The yell of the slain The waves on the rocks Captain Flint's raising hell He's calling my name To drive me insane But I'll never return to Treasure Island Where the brave fell A one-legged devil From the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally Treasure Island Where the brave fell A one-legged devil From the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025