The Huntmaster - Alestorm

In a time when men knew the meaning of fear

And the tyrants of hell ruled the land and the seas

There lived one man who was true

Guardian of secrets that only he knew

Condemned for a crime that he did not commit

Sentenced to die in the depths of the pit

He swore he would take his revenge

Every laster traitor, their lives he would end

With the power of ale — He could not fail

Sail into battle, glory and metal

Hail!

— Huntmaster

Ride!

— Huntmaster

Fight!

— Huntmaster

Die!

— Huntmaster

Up from the bowels of hell he sailed

Wielding a tankard of freshly brewed ale

Slaying all those in his path

Those who might hinder his god-given task

To bring back beer to the lands of the free

This is his quest, his true destiny

Legends shall speak of his name

Hail the Huntmaster, with honour and fame

With the power of ale — He could not fail

Sail into battle, glory and metal

Hail!

— Huntmaster

Ride!

— Huntmaster

Fight!

— Huntmaster

Die!

— Huntmaster

This is the hunter’s badge of glory

That he protects and tends his quarry

Hunts with honor, as is due

And through the beast to the Gods is true