Boudicca

Shadows in the night, the ocean meets the moon. Holding tight against the waves, the queen of the Black flag. Urgent is the call, a reckoning to the tale. For dark are the hearts aboard, Blood running through the sails. Fear the queen of the black flag. She'll never let you go. A curse on all your souls. By the queen of the black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Men Of rich and lush attire, they fear the cracking Bow. Watch as wood turns into skin and ropes To veins within. From the deep blue hear applause, they open up Their arms. As one by one the sinners fall, A feast for thirsty creatures crawl. The queen of the black flag. She'll never let you go. A curse on all your souls. The queen of the black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Fog does lift so one would sail alone, A voiceless ship. No boasting men who conquered lands, Just treasure chests of gold. Returns it all into the sea, a price she Gladly pays. Freedom from the greed of men, the only worthy Captain. The queen of the black flag. She'll never let you go. A curse on all your souls. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag. Boudica, Boudica. She's the queen of the black flag, queen of The black flag.