Send your ships

Send your ships falling man, falling tolerance, trembling hands.
Send them off to attack with screaming captains and scurvy crews.
Load them with cannons, give them the rarest muskets known to man.
Sail to my ports and open fire on my coasts come and land on my beaches.
Between the palms and banana groves desperate men wait to exact their revenge.
March in lines, to colonize- we have your guns your swords and knives.
And we´ll be hungry for to arrive.