Lyric

Map on the table

Rum on my tongue

Storm in the distance

Salt in my lungs

Lanterns swinging

Crew starts to roar

Gold in our pupils

Boot on the floor

Raise that black flag high (Hey!)

Let the cannon light the sky

We ride the edge of the tide

We ride

We ride

Chasing thunder in the dark (Woah)

Every scar a burning mark

If we die

We die as thieves

On the roaring

Rolling seas

Ropes in my fingers

Cut to the bone

Laugh at the lightning

Call it our own

Spyglass shaking

Target in view

Fort on the headland

What we gon' do? (Yeah)

Raise that black flag high (Hey!)

Let the cannon light the sky

We ride the edge of the tide

We ride

We ride

Chasing thunder in the dark (Woah)

Every scar a burning mark

If we die

We die as thieves

On the roaring

Rolling seas

On the roaring

Rolling seas

Boarding hooks fly

Boots hit rail

Hearts beat quick

Wood

Splinters

Sails

Treasure in reach

No turning back

Every heartbeat

Another attack

Raise that black flag high (Hey!)

Let the cannon light the sky

We ride the edge of the tide

We ride

We ride

Chasing thunder in the dark (Woah)

Every scar a burning mark

If we die

We die as thieves

On the roaring

Rolling seas