Lyrics Rule #30 - Brothers - Fish in a Birdcage , Nick Black , Tommy Graven

Row with me brothers
Past wind and through hail
Bonding of bloodshed
Will patch up the sail
Our voyage is righteous
Our Father decides
Either we live or we die

Hunger in your eyes
Will bring us there
Thirst for open skies
Will be our heir

Our forearms are strengthened
By timber and heat
That melted the metal
Which locks every seat
With force, we'll drag rightly
And carve out our way
Either we die or we stay

Hunger in your eyes
Will bring us there
Thirst for open skies
Will be our heir

Call here my brothers
Soak up an ale
'Cause I spot an island
Rolled in the veil
Feast now, my brothers
With sweat, we prevailed
Now we're the kings of our kind

Hunger in your eyes
Will bring us there
Thirst for open skies
Will be our heir

Hunger in your eyes
Will bring us there
Thirst for open skies
Will be our heir