The Octopus
Don't forget the maimed beyond your crew
Don't forget the rage driving your tormented soul
One hundred reasons to come back and regret
The black-hearts will come to rust in your head
And i will see all your fears coming true
I will tell a story that will pour down in blood
This place of nothing, your tongue are forked
He got you, he felt you
Here comes the kraken
Down to the crushing darkness of your mind
The last thing that your hear behind is
The roar of that beast and the reekin odor
Of a thousand rotting corpses on platter
If you believe such things
He'll be awaken from his rest
From the deeper tartaroo's sea
A leviathan, as such they call him like this
Run to bow, octopus
An aberration to violation
Hoist the sails, the beast is here
Fire guns the end is near
Now is the moment to die
You can cry like pretty child
This is your own gallow made to you
He got you, hel felt you
He'll take you heart away
Run to bow, octopus
An aberration to violation
Hoist the sails, the beast is here
Fire guns the end is near
Tentacles
Run to bow
Hoist the sails
Fire guns
We're gonna die
Autor(es): Barbarosa / Giovani Kanavian
