Lirieke:
Running Wild Pile Of Skulls

heal So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abbatoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware

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

: 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

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

: 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

: 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.

heal So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abbatoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware