[ — (Tabs + Instr. integriert)] [Aggressive Version] [Intro] [Instrumental] [Intro] [vinyl crackle, dusty drum break enters] [sub-bass follows kick drum] [Intro] [resonant didgeridoo drone with rhythmic overtones] [high-pitched oscillating synth enters with fast LFO modulation] [Intro] [distorted electric guitar riff, syncopated power chords] [bass enters, doubling guitar riff] [Verse 1] In the fog of the Caribbean, he sails away, Sometimes a merchant, sometimes a pirate by day. Trading people like goods, in chains they’re sold, But by night he’s a raider, where treasures unfold. [Main Theme] [full drum kit enters, heavy snare, steady hi-hat] [palm-muted guitar chugging] [Chorus] Between merchant and pirate, the ocean’s his domain, Riding the waves of profit, he knows no shame. African souls, sold and lost in despair, But under black flags, a rebel heart dares. [Main Section] [dry wooden clap on beats 2 and 4] [subtle low-frequency kick drum pulse] [atmospheric synth pads with slow filter sweeps] [didgeridoo continues with guttural rhythmic variations] [Verse 2] Some sailors once bound, in chains so tight, Rise as fighters, with nothing but might. Fleeing from death, finding freedom in steel, The sea is their home, pirates for real. [Chorus] Between merchant and pirate, the ocean’s his domain, Riding the waves of profit, he knows no shame. African souls, sold and lost in despair, But under black flags, a rebel heart dares. [Bridge] [guitar switches to sustained power chords] [crash cymbal accents] [Bridge] They were slaves, now freedom’s flame, With courage and fire, they change the game. Some crews, born from flight, half on the run, Fighting up front, where the battle’s won. [Instrumental] [steady woodblock pulse, 120 BPM] [staccato wooden stick clicks enter] [Schwere-Guitar Raw ] [Tiefer Drone aus rückwärts abgespieltem] [Main Guitar Riff – E Boogie Pattern] [e|--------------------------|] [B|--------------------------|] [G|--------------------------|] [D|-----2---4-2---2---4-2----|] [A|-2h4---4-----4---4--------|] [E|0-------------------------|] [Walking Bass Groove] [G|--------------------------|] [D|-----2---4-2---2---4-2----|] [A|-2h4---4-----4---4--------|] [E|0-------------------------|] [Chorus] Between merchant and pirate, the ocean’s his domain, Riding the waves of profit, he knows no shame. African souls, sold and lost in despair, But under black flags, a rebel heart dares. [chromatic descending guitar line] [final kick drum hit] [Guitar (Starke Akkorde, viel Hall):] [Cm Gm] [e|--8~--------3~---|] [B|--8~--------3~---|] [G|--8~--------3~---|] [D|--10~-------5~---|] [A|--10~-------5~---|] [E|--8~--------3~---|] [Bass: spielt Grundtöne (C – G).] [Stopp-Akkorde:] [E5 G5 A5] [e|-------------------------|] [B|-------------------------|] [G|-------------------------|] [D|-2--------5--------7-----|] [A|-2--------5--------7-----|] [E|-0--------3--------5-----|] [Outro] The sea knows no masters, just the struggle for might, From slave to pirate, in the Caribbean night. Between merchant and pirate, fate has its say, Freedom calls, and the chains fall away. [Outro] [percussion fades out] [synth pads and didgeridoo drone sustain and slowly decay] [gradual thinning of rhythmic layers] [final resonant wood strike]
