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Corsair

pirate metal, folk metal, extreme metal, dark metal, aggressive, bloodthirsty, feral, brutal, maritimedistorted guitars, downtuned riffs, crushing bass, pounding drums, double-kick drums, gang shouts, folk percussion, low dronessea shanty influence, nautical, raiding, battle at sea, salt and blood, lawless, violent, mythic brutality, female vocals

Toby Redfern ·4:27

Lyrics

(Verse 1)

She bit the coin and slit the throat

Before the bargain cooled

Salt in her mouth, blood on her hands

Raised on broken rules

She learned her prayers from screaming decks

Her mercy drowned at birth

The sea didn’t make her vicious

It just showed her what she’s worth

(Pre-Chorus)

They rang the bells in every port

Too late, too slow, too weak

The wind already knew her name

And the tide was at her teeth

(Chorus)

Call her corsair

Red in her wake

She doesn’t raid for silver

She takes what she can take

Call her corsair

Knife and roar

She feeds the sea with bodies

And comes back for more

(Verse 2)

She burned the flags of better men

And stitched them into sails

Used their bones to fix the rails

And drank to broken nails

The deck ran slick with scripture

When the chaplain tried to pray

She laughed and kicked him overboard

Let the waves decide his fate

(Pre-Chorus)

No king can buy her loyalty

No god can make her kneel

She signs her name in cannon smoke

And seals it in raw steel

(Chorus)

Call her corsair

Storm-fed and cruel

She sharpens truth on cutlasses

And lies on you fools

Call her corsair

Fangs bared wide

She leaves your prayers floating

Face-down in the tide

(Bridge) (half-time, brutal)

If she sinks, she drags you with her

If she lives, she hunts again

Every scar is just a promise

Every mercy dies at ten

She doesn’t dream of heaven

She doesn’t fear the pit

The only hell she’s ever known

Is running out of ships

(Break) (low, whispered snarl)

No songs for the gentle

No graves for the kind

The sea keeps what she slaughters

And forgets what she finds

(Final Chorus) (bigger, savage)

Call her corsair

Salt-drunk and mad

She baptizes oceans

In the blood she’s had

Call her corsair

Last breath torn

She doesn’t steal her legend

She makes it torn

(Outro)

When the masts are snapped like matchsticks

And the moon is split with smoke

She’ll still be laughing in the dark

With a knife between her teeth

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