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Blackbeard'sLastStand

This song was created for Game of Bands round 40 : "Great Beards"

Lyrics:

Verse

Six pistols cocked and loaded
Cutlas drawn and beard ablaze
Smoking, snarling like a demon
From the end of days

Outnumbered in the broadside
As the cannons start to roar
Time to make the British navy
Wish they stayed ashore

Chorus

Black flag, black beard
To his last day a name to be feared
Black flag, black fate
Into whatever hell might await

Black flag, black beard
To his last day a name to be feared
Black flag, black fate
Into whatever hell might await

Verse

Six pistols spent and empty
Cutlass red and beard aflame
Slashing, smiling like a madman
At his favorite game

Wounded and surrounded
In the salty ocean breeze
Meets his end screaming defiance
Never on his knees

Chorus

Black flag, black beard
To his last day a name to be feared
Black flag, black fate
Into whatever hell might await

Black flag, black beard
To his last day a name to be feared
Black flag, black fate
Into whatever hell might await
[Exit]

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