Murder the fucking heathens
We'll kill for any reason
Onward the King and colours
And all his mercenaries
We'll kill the Goddamn rebels
Burn the bastards' homes to pebbles
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag

Singing rape, rape the bastards' women
Loot, loot their rum and linen
All we shall leave behind
Are ruins and some pregnant women
If we die it's just as well
We'll all meet again in hell, so
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag

With torch and sword we'll ply our trade
We'll burn their crops and run a raid
With silver goblets from their altar
Mix our rum with holy water
Musket butts will knock them under
Burn their town and take their plunder
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag

Singing rape, rape the bastards' women
Loot, loot their rum and linen
All we shall leave behind
Are ruins and some pregnant women
If we die it's just as well
We'll all meet again in hell, so
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag

Now ye who tread the path to glory
Steel yourself to work that's gory
Light the flintlocks, swab the board
Muskets crashing, cannons roaring
Foemen we make no distinction
Round them all to Hell's extinction
Onward for King and colours
Up with the Flag

Singing rape, rape the bastards' women
Loot, loot their rum and linen
All we shall leave behind
Are ruins and some pregnant women
If we die it's just as well
We'll all meet again in hell, so
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag

Singing rape, rape the bastards' women
Loot, loot their rum and linen
All we shall leave behind
Are ruins and some pregnant women
If we die it's just as well
We'll all meet again in hell, so
Onward the King and colours
Up with the flag