Seven Dead Fires

We are the seven dead fires,
feel the furry of our knives,
we take what is not ours,
and many innocent lives.

We fight to the death,
yet we will never die,
cold hearted we roam the seas,
pirates we are aye!

Thats the way weve liked it,
for hundreds of victorious years,
staying young forever,
were your threat, your cries, your fears.

If you hear this tune,
the piercing of our humming,
let yee be warned,
the seven dead fires are comming.