1741 (The Battle of Cartagena) - Alestorm

Sailing the raging seas

To distant lands unknown

Porto Bello fell in a day

Now Britannia rules the waves

Thirty thousand men at arms

Red Ensign in the sky

To Cartagena we set sail

With blood and plunder we‘ll prevail

Twice struck, and twice we‘ve failed

But third time works a charm

The greatest fleet the world has seen

To fight the War of Jenkins‘ Ear

Waters lash across the bow

Through Caribbean Seas

The year is 1741

The final battle has begun

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

The sands of time will remember our names

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

History is written today

Across the sea-lashed deck

Our captain gives a cry

«Cartagena lies ahead

The Spanish foe will soon be dead!»

Portents of coming doom

Engulf the battle line

High above, the heavens sigh

A red light burning in the sky

An omen of dread

Which no man can deny

The legends hold true

We must turn back or die

Superstitious fools

Be gone from my sight

Blast the trumpets of war

And prepare for the fight

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

The sands of time will remember our names

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

History is written today

Hard to starboard

Man the cannons

And on my command, unleash hell!

FIRE!

Show them your steel

Bring them to death on the battlefield

Ride on the wind, and conquer the foe

The legends be damned, to our deaths we will ago

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

The sands of time will remember our names

The skies are burning with thunder

The seas are ablaze with flame

Set the course for Cartagena

History is written today