The Dreadnoughts - The Storm

Safe under covers tonight, faces happy and bright
There by the old fire light it is warm

But we are the darkening clouds, we are the gathering swarm
We are, We are
the Storm

You built your towers
On backbroken bowery sailors
On mothers and fathers
Still howling for their second-born

We took the keys from your jailor
His body is festering torn
We are, we are
The Storm

These bodies came out of the soil, Ripped out of gypsum and oil
All just yours to spoil, and deform
But now this old galleon rolls, galloping straight round the horn
We are, we are
The Storm

So it's haul away comrades, ropes over blistering shoulders
As the wind shakes the barley and howls on straight through the corn
There'll be no forgiveness tonight, only fair Zillah's red thorn
For We are, We are
The Storm

So it's haul away comrades, ropes over blistering shoulders
As the wind shakes the barley, and howls on straight through the corn
And we aren't gonna STOP, till we are satisfied soldier
Rich men, big men, fattened up, happy, reborn

And so the wheel comes round again
And we’re safe by the fire so warm
We are, we are
The storm

Written by:
Nicholas Smyth

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