Letra da Música The Beast Sails In de The Hurt Process

Cove to cove, from all around the world. With my pieces of eight in capturing the fool. Or so the story gos. He found his bullion. Forgotten gold. He's got a hook as his hand, Fortunes lost, Pillage andtake my friends. Forgotten gold, He's got a parrot on his shoulder. Cove to cove. From all around the world, with my pieces of eight in capturing the fool. Or so the story goes. He stole my bullion. with a patch on his eye, And a sword by his side, A bag full of gold, And one wooden leg, A patch on his eye, A sword by his side, A bag full of gold ...One wooden leg... Pass the sentance, now walk the plank, Cast your verdict, Now walk the plank, Send the accused, Now walk the plank, The sentance cast, Now walk the plank. cove to cove, From all around the world, With my pieces of eight in capturing the fool. Or so the story goes, he found his bullion