Drinking manners gave his name
empty a tankard all in one
Not afraid of fiend or god
just his look will make them run
Call the crews we take to sea
bound for Denmark's southern shores
Let's prove our loyalty risk
our souls without remorse
In confidence we stand the fight
we trust in traders' words
Outlaws as a rich man's knight
waiting for the cut that hurts
Stortebeker the furious
cry for vengeance
Stortebeker thunderous
he crossed the sea
Merchants' profits to defend
Klaus agreed to give support
Conquering old Viking land carry
away the goods they hoard
Letter of mark a doubtful help
grabbing claws and greed
Cry of vengeance yelling scream
We'll come back and they will bleed
Hunters' tradeships where
they are for survival and revenge
Big success in easy fight hunt
them back into their trench
Captured by their strongest
ship traitor's words send us to death
Death for all on vengeance
trip proudly Klaus will lose his head
Stortebeker a furious cry for vengeance
Stortebeker thunderous he cross the sea
Stortebeker he thwarts
their plans he teach them fear
Stortbeker he scorns
the traitors kicked their ass