Alestorm - Of treasure

A ^Amdreaded curse - Is spoken of By ^Call men ^Cof the ^Amsea - An ancient tale Of pirate's woe - And ^Csailor's ^Ctrage^Amdy

A ^Ammap was drawn - By grizzled men For^Cgotten ^Cyears a^Amgo - A chest of glory And mortal sin - That ^Cnone should ^Cever ^Amknow

And they ^Csearched and they searched And they ^Csearched and they searched For for^Ambidden treasure ^Emold And this ^Ccurse, and this ^Ccurse, and this ^Amcurse, and this ^Emcurse Will for^Amever now ^Embe ^Amtold

A ^Ampirate captain - Of many years Had ^Cheard these ^Cwhispers ^Amgrim - But lust for treasure And endless wealth - Had ^Call but ^Cblinded ^Amhim

He ^Amhired a crew - Of hardy men To ^Chelp him ^Cin his ^Amcause - They never knew The danger of - This ^Cbounty's ^Cevil ^Amforce

And they ^Csearched and they searched And they ^Csearched and they searched For for^Ambidden treasure ^Emold And this ^Ccurse, and this ^Ccurse, and this ^Amcurse, and this ^Emcurse Will for^Amever now ^Embe ^Amtold

Now ^Amstormy nights - When moon is full Will ^Cherald ^Cin their ^Amcall - A ghostly crew Who loot and kill - 'til ^Call bef^Core them ^Amfall

When ^Cfoul winds ^Cblow a ^Amgale - Lest shadow come And write your name - In ^Cadage ^Cto this ^Amtale