Island of the Silver Skull

Sailors of hell, damned by the nations

Gray people call us "sons of satan"

Even if the devil sails with us

We are always unbound, free

Aye! The wind blows so strong today

Will be the empire of gold... ours?

Island Of The Silver Skull so close

Storm will not stop us today!

Hunger in us!

Gold and glory

Diamonds no rust!

White bones high

Skull and cross bones!

Will be our guide

Blind winds of fate!

Will bring glory to us

Black flag with skull and crossbones so high

Man to cannons! Someone is running... !

Are you ready for boarding? Go, rats!

And the battle has begun

There is no place for mercy and fear

Fight for your dreams and for your glory

We were waiting for our day so long

Jolly Roger! Time has come!