"Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies, but the greed of Cortez was insatiable." -Barbarossa, Curse of the Black Pearl
I know the sound of the trumpets call
The violence and gore that freedom brings
Hear the nation's bawl
"All for one and one for all"
The silence that comes after the knock on your door
"We tried to save him, miss. Im sorry we couldn't do more."
So have a red rose
To take his place
Have a red rose
To take his place
Have some gold
Some blood money paid
But my mother shakes her head cos she knows
Aint no amount of stars gonna refund his soul
And I
I scream and I cry
Pulling my punches and shouting for all to hear
But the one that I want the most
They say to me
"He knew what he was signing up for. He knew what he was doing."
But nobody warned my brother of the price that it would cost
Nobody warned him of the price of his loss
So have a red rose
To take his place
Have a red rose
To take his place
Have some gold
Some blood money paid
So have a red rose
To take his place
Have a red rose
To take his place
Have some gold
Some blood money paid
No one cares about the pawns so long as theyre out of the way
No one cares about the pawns so long as the kings get their way
No one cares about the pawns so long as theyre out of the way
No one cares about the pawns so long as the kings get their way
So have a red rose
To take his place
Have a red rose
To take his place
Have some gold
Some blood money paid
But my mother shakes her head cos she knows
Aint no amount of stars gonna refund his soul
Aint no amount of apologies gonna be bring him home
Aint no amount of stars gonna refund his soul
Aint no amount of apologies gonna make me forgive him for not coming home
But on the bright side,
have a rose
Ive been taking some singing lessons and I want to be on the Voice and perhaps sing this song but we'll see.
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