Edge of Cutlass

It's time for the prey, our fight's already lost
 By a landlubber not worth any trust
 We are guided by gold he puts in our mouths
 By the greed that creeps among us
 The hour struck, full broadside attack
 Against a Spanish Man-of-war
 We followed gold, his foolish heart
 Straight to maws of demise
 From the edge of cutlass we hang
 For a few measly pieces, 'a pieces of eight
 Shark bait, he gave us no chance
 There's no hope, there's no chance - we should have fled!
 It's time to make a move, we're under an assault
 Heavy pounding, it feels like a storm
 Of iron, molten lead, the Spaniard's done us in
 Another moment and we are lost at sea
 He tries to burn his past with a match
 But you cannot kill the smell of a rat
 Reputation's not a thing you can buy
 Men of sea won't stand by your side
 From the edge of the cutlass we hang
 For a few measly pieces, 'a pieces of eight
 Shark bait, he gave us no chance
 There's no hope, there's no chance - we should have fled
 From the edge of the cutlass we fell
 Without any payment, with nothing to take
 Revenge, will it save us from death
 Is there hope, slightest chance - will we live yet?
 Face the end!
 Upon the burning border
 'Tween nothingness and hell
 Staring down the cannon barrel
 Death frozen in its steps
 The shards of death
 Fragments of time
 Meeting the end
 By the edge of the scythe
 Aaaargh!
 By frustration driven forward we sail
 What could happen - we're commanded by a rat
 It's a mercy to bring him to an end
 Let him suffer, let him suffer till he's dead