Tune in for an auditory joyride across the galaxy with Captn' Nuco's Intergalactic Pirate Radio! This renegade transmission beams out a motley playlist of interstellar hits and underground anthems plundered from the most obscure outposts.

Whether it's searing Romulan dance grooves, primal Klingon war chants, or fresh Dom-Jot rap bangers, every track is introduced through the unfiltered banter of crusty pirate DJ Captn' Nuco and his boisterous sidekick Charlie.

From start to finish, this album captures the free-wheeling spirit of a pirate broadcast defiantly evading authority to share illicit frequencies with devoted listeners across the cosmos. An eclectic, anarchic, and utterly unique auditory experience!

Intergalactic Pirate Radio

In the Original Klingon

Never say the Old Captn' isn't cultured! I even got a bib and everything - Nuco

The Galactic Opera

Straight from the heart of Hobus this band has rebelled for half a century for their people, "Rihannsun fvadt ípavan!" (Never surrender!) - Captn'

The Syngularity

[Verse 1]

qeylIS puqloD, bat'leth qaH

nIvbogh Hegh, 'oH vIghro'

Qaghmey QaQ'a' 'e' Dalo'Ha'

chaw'choHpu' lute'qu' 'ej, QaQ Ha'

vutDI' jatlhghach, Huj jIH

ghIjwI'wI''e' Qugh wo'DI'ghach

qeylIS qI'ghom ghIlpu' 'ach, Hegh qav

Sto'Vo'Qor jorDaq, ghaH wa'wI' joH
[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

qaStaHvIS Hom je moH!

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

QawHaq tlhIngan quv

[Verse 2]

qaSpu'DI' meqbaS tlhaQ

Huch joH, Hegh wIlI'

joH'a' wa'DIch ghaH, taHjaj

vut lujta'pu'chugh tlhegh, puqloD

meqbaSmeHvaD may'Daq, yoD

wa'DIchDaq, joH'a' Quch
[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

qaStaHvISHom yIwo'

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

yoDHa' wej leng lojmIt

[Bridge]

qoQ qoSpu', pe'meH janpu'
bIQtIq jatlh ghaH, chaHvo' Hegh 'ej
'ach to'wI'pu' logh lupoQ


Sto'Vo'Qor HoDlaH

lasertaq rurDaqpu', ghaH jatlh

reH HeghHom ghaHDaq qamlo'

Sto'Vo'QorDe' QachDu' Daq

joH'a' wa'DIch qIbHom je lojmIt

[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

joH'a' wej leng lojmIt

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

vo'vamvaD nIHbe'Hom'a' 'uH



Sto'Vo'Qor HoDlaH

lasertaq rurDaqpu', ghaH jatlh

reH HeghHom ghaHDaq qamlo'

Sto'Vo'QorDe' QachDu' Daq

joH'a' wa'DIch qIbHom je lojmIt

[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

joH'a' wej leng lojmIt

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

vo'vamvaD nIHbe'Hom'a' 'uH

Captn' Nuco's Intergalatic Pirate Radio

Ride to Sto'vo'Kor (Boarding Party edition)

Song is over 500 years old, real a classy way to insult your cousins. Well worth 3 weeks of decryption and two death traps, real fancy- Captn'

[Verse]
In shadows we thrive, our hearts ablaze
So Hot it can get you, lost in a maze
It can take you to, your grave
Our love is as intense, a Romulan heat

[Verse 2]
No waiting for love, we take what we crave
In the pulse of the night, we dance and rave

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
(Our love is a cosmic symphony! Wild and Free!)

[Bridge]
In shadows we thrive, we own the night
In our embrace, everything's right
To night we make a stand,
Join our Romulan party and take our ha-hand!

[Verse 3]
Our bodies pulse to the rhythm of the stars
Our love is as intense, a Romulan heat

Tonight we make a stand,  
Join our Romulan party and take our hand (take our hand!)

(Under emerald lights, we come alive!)

Tonight we make a stand,  
Join our Romulan party and take our hand (take our hand!)


In the depths of the night, our hearts ablaze
Our love is as intense, a Romulan heat
[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!

In our neon embrace, everything's right

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
Romulan Love, a wild is a cosmic symphony!

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
Under neon lights, we come alive!

[verse]
In shadows we thrive, we own the night
In our emerald embrace, everything's right

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
Romulan Love, a wild is a cosmic symphony! 

[verse]
In shadows we thrive, we own the night
In our jade embrace, everything's right

[vocal]
Our love is as intense, a Romulan heat
Tonight we make a stand,  
Join our Romulan party and take our hand (take our hand!)


Under neon lights, we come alive!
Under neon lights, we come alive!

The Romulan Heat (Senatorial Opera)

City of Dreams (Night Birds)

A tribute to there rabid Klingon fans, there last show they had to sedate the crowd. 
Okay what can't these guys do? Full Klingon, I think the universal translator is out of a job - Charlie

A Klingon's Heart (Klingon).mp3

Every Ferengi in the galaxy has been trying to sign them since Romulan Stellar Records blew up!!- Charlie

Dekkona Prime

[Verse 1]
Emerald passions burning bright
Romulan lovers dance the night

No hesitations, want consumes
Our bodies writhe in neon rooms

[Pre-Chorus]
Ra'talalath'inodwi jikavau!
This cosmic fever can't be cooled

[Chorus]
De-De-Dekkona prime! Our primal cry!

Romulan heat burns the stars!
Hotter than Vulcans, we sear the sky
In our jade embrace, lose all cares

[Chorus]
De-De-Dekkona prime! Our primal cry!

Romulan heat burns the stars!
Hotter than Vulcans, we sear the sky
In our jade embrace, lose all cares

[Verse 2]
Shadows conceal our trysts arcane
Romulan trysts, thrill-fueled and insane
Pulse of the clubs compels our forms
As we coalesce in lover's storms

[Pre-Chorus]
Lli'unmarikhru'laitarki'hu!
This cosmic rapture can't be ruled

[Chorus]
De-De-Dekkona prime! Ignite desire!
Romulan heat melts all ice!
Sexier than any, we're emerald fire

In our jade embrace, come pay the price

Our Singularity by (Syngularity)

Okay Me, Ron and Charlie had to drain old gel packs to find this piece of gold.

Janeway's Coffee Addiction (studio cut)

[Verse]
In shadows we thrive, our hearts ablaze
Romulan heat, in this cosmic maze
No waiting for love, we take what we crave
In the pulse of the night, we dance and rave

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
Romulan groove, wild and free
Sexier than Vulcans, we own the night
In our neon embrace, everything's right

[Bridge]
Under neon lights, we come alive
Romulan rhythm, let's take this dive
With every beat, we claim our place
In the interstellar dance, we find our grace

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
In our neon embrace, everything's right

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above, our party decree!
Under neon lights, we come alive!

(solo)

[vocal]
We take our stand,
Join our Romulan party, take our hand

[Chorus]
De-De-Death from above!

Romulan Heat (Singularity ft. DJ HAM0X)

For those of you lacking a secondary aural canal to enjoy it in the original Klingon we lowered the volume for our human friends, Qapla'! - Charlie

(Klingon chant begins)

Batlh Daqawlu'ta'!
Qo'noS yIghojmoH!
Hurgh yIchep!

(Verse 1)
DaHjaj yIbuS, yIraQHa'!
Romulan 'ej Human chav!
QumwI'pu' jIjaHtaH!
Sopbe' je bIH ngeHtaH!

(Chorus)
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
yIH tu'bej, ghuHmoH yIH!
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
ghuH tlhaQpu' 'ej tujlaH!

(Verse 2)
Qu'vatlh 'ej bIQ DaSopbe'!
qoHvaD ghuH qeylIS jatlhbe'!
Humanmey Romulanpu'!
toH mIw vay'chu' tlha'chu'!

(Chorus)
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
yIH tu'bej, ghuHmoH yIH!
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
ghuH tlhaQpu' 'ej tujlaH!

(Bridge)
tugh yIyIv, qeylIS je'tu'lu'!
batlhDaq jIvumchoH, jIchevlu'!

(Chorus)
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
yIH tu'bej, ghuHmoH yIH!
Qapla'! Qapla'! Qapla'!
ghuH tlhaQpu' 'ej tujlaH!

(Klingon chant fades out)
---
English

(Klingon chant begins)

Batlh Daqawlu'ta'!
Qo'noS yIghojmoH!
Hurgh yIchep!

(Verse 1)
Let us honor our past, remember our glory!
Romulans and Humans alike!
We stand united as warriors!
Strength and honor flow within us!

(Chorus)
Success! Success! Success!
We strive forward, we conquer!
Success! Success! Success!
We overcome challenges and emerge victorious!

(Verse 2)
With courage and determination we face adversity!
For the glory of Kahless we fight!
Humans and Romulans tremble!
We will not falter, we will not fail!

(Chorus)
Success! Success! Success!
We strive forward, we conquer!
Success! Success! Success!
We overcome challenges and emerge victorious!

(Bridge)
Together we rise, united under Kahless' banner!
We embrace honor, we celebrate victory!

(Chorus)
Success! Success! Success!
We strive forward, we conquer!
Success! Success! Success!
We overcome challenges and emerge victorious!

(Klingon chant fades out)

Chant Of The Elders - In Klingon (Bards of Qo'Nos)

The premise of the song is about thinking there had to be one guy screaming at the top of his lungs, to everyone to stop mining, and getting resistance from leadership. But in Klingon culture, being too smart is not just disrespected but ignored, opting for the warrior with more kills. So the story of how he and others sacrifice themselves to slow down the destruction of the inhabited moon of Praxis, save some lives, allowing some to escape, and with some sacrifice they made the explosion a lot less destructive, blasting away from Qo'nos, preventing both worlds from being destroyed. You see him last when he sends a message warning anyone in the blast wave to get away which the U.S.S. Excelsior intercepts. The best kind of opera is a tragic one, I might come back to this one and flesh it out.

[Intro]
From the heart of the Empire in twenty-two ninety-three.
A warrior was born, Sh'gog Clof, to smart, a technician he'll to be!

Moon of Praxis!

[Verse 1]
The technicians dismissed, too clever by half,
His path predetermined - to serve without strife,
Their "weakness" for knowledge, a warrior's mocking laugh!!
(HAHAHAHA)

Until Greed's vile reach threatened the Moon of Praxis' life!
(They Dug to Deep!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH! (Ride the fiery wings of death!)
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj! (Praxis' blazing wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[Verse 2]
Dilithium's did heart began to burn, (BURN, BURN)
Destruction's approach, with no chance to turn.
But Clof gathered his tribe, no pity to barter,
"Our smarts will save Qo'noS from fire and slaughter!"
Into the dilithium heart they ran haste,
Sacrificing their bodies to stop the Moon of Praxis' race to Oblivion!

(OBLIVION!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH!
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj!

[Chorus]
Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam! (When honor met its unending path!)
Kah'less Heir bortaHvIS! (Gained a seat by Kah'less' wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[final verse]
Though degraded for smarts,  
they gave their all, earned their seat in Sto'vo'Kor
Their sacrifice, Gorkon's Empire would prevail!

(EXPLODE!!)

Moon Of Praxis - (Khitomer Alliance Conference 2410)

"Moon of Praxis, picked this up from a parallel dimension. I kind of dropped the mic at the end but I think I got it all" - Remix 

[Intro]
From the heart of the Empire in twenty-two ninety-three.
A warrior was born, Sh'gog Clof, to smart, a technician he'll to be!

Moon of Praxis!

[Verse 1]
The technicians dismissed, too clever by half,
His path predetermined - to serve without strife,
Their "weakness" for knowledge, a warrior's mocking laugh!!
(HAHAHAHA)

Until Greed's vile reach threatened the Moon of Praxis' life!
(They Dug to Deep!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH! (Ride the fiery wings of death!)
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj! (Praxis' blazing wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[Verse 2]
Dilithium's did heart began to burn, (BURN, BURN)
Destruction's approach, with no chance to turn.
But Clof gathered his tribe, no pity to barter,
"Our smarts will save Qo'noS from fire and slaughter!"
Into the dilithium heart they ran haste,
Sacrificing their bodies to stop the Moon of Praxis' race to Oblivion!

(OBLIVION!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH!
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj!

[Chorus]
Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam! (When honor met its unending path!)
Kah'less Heir bortaHvIS! (Gained a seat by Kah'less' wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[final verse]
Though degraded for smarts,  
they gave their all, earned their seat in Sto'vo'Kor
Their sacrifice, Gorkon's Empire would prevail!

(EXPLODE!!)
---
[Intro]

qul nIqDaq Dujqa' yotlh loSmaH cha' wejmaH loD ghoS yI'ar.

vaQ' puqloD'e', Sagh'og qolof, ghotvamqu' law' Hoch 'ej, wab lI'vam 'oH!

vaq of praxis!

[Verse 1]

yotlhpu'bogh maHmaHchugh, DaHjaj mach,

yojnaQ'e', wab lI'vam naQ Dab 'ej, veQ ghaHqa'!

ghob'e' ngeDpu' tIq, lo' DaQaw'lI',

ngaDHa' je megh'a' rur loDvam'e'!! (HAHAHAHA)

'ach mach jIQa'vaD Praxis chav ngavyaw' neH je!

(cheDveS qalpi'DI'!)

[Chorus]

lo' bortaS rur HoS neH! (yotlh tlhab tera' jaj!)

praxis' qar'a' lughaj! (Praxis leghDI' lughaj!)

(vaQ of praxis!)

[Verse 2]

DilithiumS heartDI' tlhIngan tugh, (tIn, tIn)

chotlh ngeDpu' jomach, vaj qav'ap tu'lu'be'.

'ach ClofHommey, 'IvHo' yoqta',

"qeqDaq maq bIQ'a', Qo'noS latlha' SaH qo' qu'!"

ghIj jIj joq Heart DI' tlhIngan tu'meH ghItlh,

yotlh ngeDpu' chav ghop OBLIVION! pa'.

(OBLIVION!)

[Chorus]

lo' bortaS rur HoS neH!

praxis' qar'a' lughaj!

[Chorus]

heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam! (batlh SIQlaw'be' jaj!)

Kah'less Heir bortaHvIS! (Kah'less puqloDlaH 'Iw vaH!)

(vaQ of praxis!)

[final verse]

'e' patlh Degh,

Hommeyvam Sto'vo'kor lo' HoS,

ghu'vam, Gorkon 'uy naQ lo' qaw'raD DaHchugh!

(EXPLODE!!)

[solo vocal, outro]

Moon Of Praxis (New Klingonese)

A lovely recreated sample from the original Klingon Opera classic Moon of Praxis. - Captn


[Intro]

qul nIqDaq Dujqa' yotlh loSmaH cha' wejmaH loD ghoS yI'ar.

vaQ' puqloD'e', Sagh'og qolof, ghotvamqu' law' Hoch 'ej, wab lI'vam 'oH!

vaq of praxis!

[Verse 1]

yotlhpu'bogh maHmaHchugh, DaHjaj mach,

yojnaQ'e', wab lI'vam naQ Dab 'ej, veQ ghaHqa'!

ghob'e' ngeDpu' tIq, lo' DaQaw'lI',

ngaDHa' je megh'a' rur loDvam'e'!! (HAHAHAHA)

'ach mach jIQa'vaD Praxis chav ngavyaw' neH je!

(cheDveS qalpi'DI'!)

[Chorus]

lo' bortaS rur HoS neH! (yotlh tlhab tera' jaj!)

praxis' qar'a' lughaj! (Praxis leghDI' lughaj!)

(vaQ of praxis!)

[Verse 2]

DilithiumS heartDI' tlhIngan tugh, (tIn, tIn)

chotlh ngeDpu' jomach, vaj qav'ap tu'lu'be'.

'ach ClofHommey, 'IvHo' yoqta',

"qeqDaq maq bIQ'a', Qo'noS latlha' SaH qo' qu'!"

ghIj jIj joq Heart DI' tlhIngan tu'meH ghItlh,

yotlh ngeDpu' chav ghop OBLIVION! pa'.

(OBLIVION!)

[Chorus]

lo' bortaS rur HoS neH!

praxis' qar'a' lughaj!

[Chorus]

heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam! (batlh SIQlaw'be' jaj!)

Kah'less Heir bortaHvIS! (Kah'less puqloDlaH 'Iw vaH!)

(vaQ of praxis!)

[final verse]

'e' patlh Degh,

Hommeyvam Sto'vo'kor lo' HoS,

ghu'vam, Gorkon 'uy naQ lo' qaw'raD DaHchugh!

(EXPLODE!!)
----
[Intro]
From the heart of the Empire in twenty-two ninety-three.
A warrior was born, Sh'gog Clof, to smart, a technician he'll to be!

Moon of Praxis!

[Verse 1]
The technicians dismissed, too clever by half,
His path predetermined - to serve without strife,
Their "weakness" for knowledge, a warrior's mocking laugh!!
(HAHAHAHA)

Until Greed's vile reach threatened the Moon of Praxis' life!
(They Dug to Deep!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH! (Ride the fiery wings of death!)
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj! (Praxis' blazing wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[Verse 2]
Dilithium's did heart began to burn, (BURN, BURN)
Destruction's approach, with no chance to turn.
But Clof gathered his tribe, no pity to barter,
"Our smarts will save Qo'noS from fire and slaughter!"
Into the dilithium heart they ran haste,
Sacrificing their bodies to stop the Moon of Praxis' race to Oblivion!

(OBLIVION!)

[Chorus]
Lo' bortaS rur HoS neH!
Praxis' qar'a' lughaj!

[Chorus]
Heghlu'meH QaQ jajvam! (When honor met its unending path!)
Kah'less Heir bortaHvIS! (Gained a seat by Kah'less' wrath!)

(Moon of Praxis!)

[final verse]
Though degraded for smarts,  
they gave their all, earned their seat in Sto'vo'Kor
Their sacrifice, Gorkon's Empire would prevail!

(EXPLODE!!)

Moon Of Praxis V2K (Klingonese)

Moon Of Praxis (Klingon Oblivion Metal)

Who doesn't want a little Klingon in their life? - Nuco

[Verse 1]

qeylIS puqloD, bat'leth qaH

nIvbogh Hegh, 'oH vIghro'

Qaghmey QaQ'a' 'e' Dalo'Ha'

chaw'choHpu' lute'qu' 'ej, QaQ Ha'

vutDI' jatlhghach, Huj jIH

ghIjwI'wI''e' Qugh wo'DI'ghach

qeylIS qI'ghom ghIlpu' 'ach, Hegh qav

Sto'Vo'Qor jorDaq, ghaH wa'wI' joH
[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

qaStaHvIS Hom je moH!

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

QawHaq tlhIngan quv

[Verse 2]

qaSpu'DI' meqbaS tlhaQ

Huch joH, Hegh wIlI'

joH'a' wa'DIch ghaH, taHjaj

vut lujta'pu'chugh tlhegh, puqloD

meqbaSmeHvaD may'Daq, yoD

wa'DIchDaq, joH'a' Quch
[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

qaStaHvISHom yIwo'

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

yoDHa' wej leng lojmIt

[Bridge]

qoQ qoSpu', pe'meH janpu'
bIQtIq jatlh ghaH, chaHvo' Hegh 'ej
'ach to'wI'pu' logh lupoQ


Sto'Vo'Qor HoDlaH

lasertaq rurDaqpu', ghaH jatlh

reH HeghHom ghaHDaq qamlo'

Sto'Vo'QorDe' QachDu' Daq

joH'a' wa'DIch qIbHom je lojmIt

[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

joH'a' wej leng lojmIt

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

vo'vamvaD nIHbe'Hom'a' 'uH



Sto'Vo'Qor HoDlaH

lasertaq rurDaqpu', ghaH jatlh

reH HeghHom ghaHDaq qamlo'

Sto'Vo'QorDe' QachDu' Daq

joH'a' wa'DIch qIbHom je lojmIt

[Chorus]

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

joH'a' wej leng lojmIt

Sto'Vo'Qor Daq yIvem!

vo'vamvaD nIHbe'Hom'a' 'uH

Riders Of Sto'vo'Kor (Syngularity)

The Royal Nausicaan Opera? Hold on they have Opera? - Charlie

Verse 1:
A Ferengi cheap and greedy
Never paid what he was owed
Hired a Nausicaan for safety
But then tried to run the road

Chorus:
He chased him round and round (chase!)
Kicked him in the glombas, "Pay me!" (oomph!)
Then he chased him round again (chase!)
Kicked those glombas - can't pretend! (oomph!)

Verse 2:
Ran from planet to planet
Tried to hide his latinum stash
Bodyguard was fast and furious
Finally made him pay the cash

Chorus:
He chased him round and round (chase!)
Kicked him in the glombas, "Pay me!" (oomph!)

Then he chased him round again (chase!)
Kicked those glombas - lesson learned! (oomph!)

Bridge:
You can run but can't hide
From the debts you tried to slide
Better pay the price on time
Or get kicked in the glombas, crime!

Chorus:

He chased him round and round (chase!)
Kicked him in the glombas, "Pay me!" (oomph!)
Then he chased him round again (chase!)
Kicked those glombas one more time! (oomph!)

The Glombas Kick

The Sound Of Footsteps And Birdsong

Miles Suffered much to bring his to light. Thank you - Captn' Nuco

The Soldiers' March of Honor (Klingon)

"Slop Jazz, oh great bird what a wild universe." - Nuco

Lyrics
Verse 1
Ski-bidi-bi-bu-boop-boop, my heart skips a beat

When your fungus-faced mug comes waltzing down the street
I turn off the lights to spare my eyes the sight

Of that wrinkly targ-nose shining so bright

Verse 2
That grinning maw could stop a supernova dead

With teeth so twisted, yellow and spread
But when the moonlight gleams in those beady eyes
I see fireworks more dazzling than Risian skies
Verse 3
Stibbiti-stu-doo
Stomping along with the grace of a drunken targ
Everyone scatters, afraid you'll leave warts

That's why I stick by your side through the jeers

Maybe someday your beauty will level atmospheres
[solo]

Bridge
That wheezy laugh could shatter Kahless's sword

But to my ears it's music, every snorting chord
Your voice smoother thanbal'mahk from honey springs
Yet your driving's so reckless, it gave me whiplash (and other things)
Verse 4
Ski-dil-dil-boop-dum-you-so-so-dum-ski-bidi-boom-bum

I wouldn't feed you at my mess hall, are you mad?

You'd scare the warriors back to the Klingon forbears they had

A face so blighted, even a Founder would grimace
Yet bizarrely, backwards species still find you...have grace?
Verse 5
That acid-tongued wit could dissolve tertiary umbilicals for sure

But your clothing sense was assimilated by the Borg, I'm pure!

Those horizontal ridges really bring out your...vertical smile

While your figure's so amorphous, it defies all geometric style

A Heart's Rhythmic Burn: A Slop Jazz mosaic

Interstellar Outlaw

Jade Embrace

For the Forefathers! only in the original Klingon! Qapla' !! - Captn'

Verse:
Hub chetvI' jIQamlIj, Qaw'vIngan jIjwI' 
naHmey qech tIq, 'oy' tonglIj je vIqom
mInDu'DajDaq puqnISmo', puq'eghrup naDqu'  
'ach tlhIngan wamwI'pu' wIjchugh, puchpa'qu'

Chorus:
naDQa' Khaless ramey'rup
batlh'e' mach, batlh'e' 'unchugh  
'orIyon porI'ngan, vIvIghachmajqu'
tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup, bIngDaq rav ghoqtan

(ghuHmoH 'ej SIrmoH)

Verse:  
'orIyon porI'ngan, chol 'ej ghojmoH 
mu'qIj mungl'IjDu'DajDaq, mujpa'munqu'wIjqu'
batlh'e' vImach, mIqpu'qu'  
'ej pIrIq'e' vIqambejQo', batlh ghoghqu'

Chorus:
naDQa' Khaless ramey'rup  
batlh'e' mach, batlh'e' 'unchugh
'orIyon porI'ngan, vIvIghachmajqu' 
tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup, bIngDaq rav ghoqtan

(ghuHmoH)

(SIrmoH)

Verse:  
'ach paghled bej, mup 'ej nuj
mI'pu'ghach, HIjmeH je'  
'ach leghbIj, tlhIngan vIghaj'a'
muv'obwI' je, batlh vIHar majpu'

Chorus: 
batlh rav ghoQtanlu'rup, ghInjaj ram 
Khaless lupu' 'ej Sup, cha' maj raD
tlhIngan Hey'qu', cha' Daq munHa'qu'
T'Kuvma' ramey mup, cha' chel 'aw' 

Verse:
betleh 'ej batlh 'ejyo', cha' ghoghvoq  
woQqar 'ej Hub burr Hoch, tlhIngan Dun  
romulusngan 'ej 'olnaranmey, choquvmoH  
'ach batlh choquvrup, ramey'e' majnen!

(Solo)

Chorus:
naDQa' Khaless ramey'rup  
batlh'e' mach, batlh'e' 'unchugh
loQ mI'ravqo', vIvIghachmajqu'  
tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup, bIngDaq rav ghoqtan

(tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup)
(tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup)
tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup...

Verse:
Sup 'ej nISchugh ghubDu', cha' ramey QIr 
tIr poQmey je pawIjDaq, Hub jIHvaD
HomchughHa' 'ej bo'rI'ngan, chuchwIj ram  
tlhIngan batlh ghoStan, loQ muHIvqu'choHQo'

Bridge:  
Hub 'ej Hub rInmey, chetvI' cha' yo'bej
ghawran potlhmeymaj So'nI' 'ej batlh QIr
chetvI', batlhrameypu' 'ay', lupnIS QIr  
batlh ram, Qun vI'Ip cha' naj

'ach tlhInganpu' puchqu'wIj ram   
chetvI' muHIvmoHwI' SubyIr  
tlhIngan wo' ramey, bIngDaq rav ghoqtan  
larhpIn 'e' ghIH, loQ puchtachchugh

Chorus:
naDQa' Qalh Khaless ramey'rup
batlhramey'rup, 'ej loQmI' vIHarmajpu'  
batlh'e' mach, batlh'e' 'unchugh  
tlhIngan wo' ramey'rup, bIngDaq rav ghoqtan

Klingon Fury - Galactic Onslaught (Klingon)

Lyrics
[Verse]
In the depths of space, where chaos reigns,
Nausicaans prowl, in search of gains.
Their blades are sharp, their hearts are cold,
But we, Klingon warriors, stand bold.

Chorus:
For we are the sons of Kahless,
With honor, we fight, with valor, we press.
Against the Orion pirates, we'll never bend,
For the glory of the Empire, until the end.
(Guitar and drum Solo)

(verse)
Orion pirates, with treachery and deceit,
But their cunning ways, we'll never defeat.
We'll meet them in battle, face to face,
And send them fleeing, in disgrace.

(Chorus)
For we are the sons of Kahless,
With honor, we fight, with valor, we press.
Against the Orion pirates, we'll never bend,
For the glory of the Empire, until the end

(verse)
And then there are the Pakleds, foolish and slow,
Their feeble minds, a pitiful show.
But even they, in their ignorance,
Cannot escape the Klingon vengeance.

Chorus:
We rise with the fury of a thousand suns,
Kahless' spirit in our veins, it runs.
Through the galaxy, our warcries extend,
For T'Kuvma's legacy, we will defend.

[verse]
With bat'leth in hand, and fire in our eyes,
We'll conquer the stars, under Klingon skies!
Romulan and Federation, they dare oppose,
But we'll show them our might, as our legacy grows!

(solo)

[Chorus]
For we are the sons of Kah'less,
With honor, we fight, with valor, we press.
Against all foes, we'll never bend,
For the glory of the Empire, until the end

(For the glory of the Empire) 
(For the glory of the Empire) 
For the glory of the Empire...
(verse)

[Bridge]
Through stardust and void, our battle hymns pierce,
Their echoes resounding, the universe hears.
Let cowards and conquerors alike be aware,
The Klingon Empire's wrath, none can compare.

(Verse)
Betwixt the stars, our enemies hide,
But in cloaked ships, we'll hunt them far and wide.
Their fate is sealed, the end is near,
Klingon courage is what they'll fear.

(Bridge)
Empire's might, through the cosmos it spreads,
A saga of blood, for which history treads.

In the void, the battle's roar
Thirst for conquest sparks the war
Our cries echo through darkened space
With a lust for victory, we brace

[Chorus]
We are the sons, the sons of Kah'less
Our wrath, unleashed, our foes confess

Symphany of the Fallen

Klingon Fury - Galactic Onslaught

[verse]
In stars (in stars)
In void (in void)
In battle's roar (the roar)
[Chorus]
Victory is life! (life!, life!)
It's what we're bred to believe (believe, believe)
Clone-born warriors, rise! (rise!, rise!)
Clone-born warriors, Rise

[Verse]
Chained to the vial, allegiance true
Bred for a purpose, our destiny thrives
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Unyielding loyalty, sworn to the fight
Brothers in arms under the pale starlight
[Chorus repeat]
Victory is life! (life!)

[guitar solo]
[verse]

Commanders call, we obey, we comply
Our hearts beat fierce, but we never cry!
Victory is Life!
It's what we're bred to believe!
 
[chorus]
Clone-born warriors, rise!
Through the fray, we're not afraid to die!

[verse]
In the shadows (the shadows)
We aim (we aim) and believe!
Our will as strong as duranium chains 

[Outro]
[Chorus]
Victory is life! Clone-born warriors, rise!
[outro]

The Polaron Album

Bred For Glory

It's been a long 2024 looking forward till it's over. Somethings keep coming up that couldn't help but make a few sonds

[Chorus]

Yeah, it's projection, just a self-confession,

Everything you throw at me? Man, it’s your own aggression.

Orange-Tinted Tyrant got y’all in possession,

MAGA mob wildin’ like it’s some kind of profession.


[Verse 1]

Yo, you yellin’ fraud, but you fraudin’ yourself,

Rich boy cryin' broke, swimmin' in the wealth.

Gold towers, fake power, masks made of pride,

Can't hide from the truth no matter how you slide.


Call it “witch hunt,” sayin’ they out to get you,

Dishin’ out lies, then you swear it’s all true.

But your tale's getting stale, got that same ol’ tune,

Blame everyone else while you rise and consume.


Hollerin’ "deep state," like the game is rigged,

But look at you, homie, it’s all your gig.

Trippin’ on "recount," like you running on fumes,

But facts hit harder when the truth resumes.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it's projection, just a self-confession,

Everything you throw at me? Man, it’s your own aggression.

Orange-Tinted Tyrant got y’all in possession,

MAGA mob wildin’ like it’s some kind of profession.


[Verse 2]

Big orange ego, wit’ the spray tan drip,

Got your mob in a frenzy, flip the script and dip.

Storm the Capitol like you takin’ the throne—

Nah, fam, you just breakin' ya own homegrown.


Talkin’ ‘bout “fake news,” dodgin’ every fact,

Can't face the mirror when it starts pushin' back.

All these flags and rallies, like it's one big rave,

But you still can’t rewrite the L that you gave.


You wrapped in excuses, blame them for your fall,

But yo, King Midas, ain't no gold on that wall.

You fired? Nah, homie, you got fired and smoked,

Your comeback’s a meme, bruh—you straight up joked.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it's projection, just a self-confession,

Everything you throw at me? Man, it’s your own aggression.

Orange-Tinted Tyrant got y’all in possession,

MAGA mob wildin’ like it’s some kind of profession.


[Bridge]

Yo, grab the mic, tell the truth with speed,

We all know what's up, you just full of greed.

Playin’ victim but you own the game,

Turn those L’s into masks to cover the shame.


You ain’t built stone, you built on lies,

Startin' to crack under all those alibis.

And your people still marchin', got ‘em hypnotized,

But when you bounce back, they gon’ feel disguised.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it's projection, just a self-confession,

Everything you throw at me? Man, it’s your own aggression.

Orange-Tinted Tyrant got y’all in possession,

MAGA mob wildin’ like it’s some kind of profession.


[Outro]

We see through the smoke, now the show’s exposin’,

Time’s up, man, all the curtains closin’.

You lit the fire, but it’s burnin’ you most,

The empire's crumbled, toast to the ghost.

Projection Fr fr

This one was made after the Arlington Cemetery event. I got friends and family there so. I was a bit upset to say the least. - Captn' Nuco

[Chorus]

Yeah, it’s projection, self-inflicted deception,

All that hate you're spillin’ comes straight from your own reflection.

Orange-Crusted Tyrant with a Twitter obsession,

Disrespect the vets while you duck every question.


[Verse 1]

Bone spur bluff, duckin’ when duty called,

Sent others to the frontlines while you sittin' in the hall.

Talkin' ‘bout heroes, then you dog 'em out loud,

Smackin’ real soldiers while you swimmin' in crowds.


"Losers and suckers,” that's the line you spread,

While they fightin’ for the freedom that messed with your head.

You wanna be Commander, but you never took lead,

Can’t claim respect when it’s your ego you feed.


You ain’t never hit the field, never heard a shot ring,

Cause the only thing you're fightin' is that TV king.

Fox & Friends hypnosis, got your mind on spin,

But when the storm hit real, you just caved right in.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it’s projection, self-inflicted deception,

All that hate you're spillin’ comes straight from your own reflection.

Orange-Crusted Tyrant with a Twitter obsession,

Disrespect the vets while you duck every question.


[Verse 2]

Twitter fingers fire like they holdin’ a gun,

Throwin’ tantrums on the timeline whenever you get shunned.

You big mad now ‘cause they took away the app,

But let the world know, you was lyin' in the trap.


24/7 news feed your rage,

Talkin’ bout “enemies,” you lock yourself in a cage.

Got beef with CNN, call it “fake” in a rush,

But it's cool when Sean Hannity’s givin’ you the brush.


Ain’t no real wars in this game you play,

Kicked back on a golf course like it’s war every day.

Fake injury claim just to dodge the real fight,

But you still wanna front like you earn the spotlight.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it’s projection, self-inflicted deception,

All that hate you're spillin’ comes straight from your own reflection.

Orange-Crusted Tyrant with a Twitter obsession,

Disrespect the vets while you duck every question.


[Bridge]

You the type to brag ‘bout the size of your fame,

But what you building out here? It’s a house of blame.

You talk about soldiers, but don’t know their pain,

You was watchin' reruns when they was facing flames.


TV got you twisted, can’t separate fact,

Your ego’s so fragile that the truth’s an attack.

Tweets full of venom, dog them out on command—

But now you talkin’ lawsuits while you hide from the stand.


[Chorus]

Yeah, it’s projection, self-inflicted deception,

All that hate you're spillin’ comes straight from your own reflection.

Orange-Crusted Tyrant with a Twitter obsession,

Disrespect the vets while you duck every question.


[Outro]

Y'all salute the flag but don’t see the scheme,

While he’s duckin' duty, he’s livin’ the dream.

Raised fists for the vets but can't shake their hand,

Truth on the table—you were never the man.

Bonespurs in Chief

Election 2024, only got one debate but that was enough. - Captn' Nuco

[Intro] 

Yeah, yeah...

Yo, it's time to call it out. No sugarcoatin'.

These fools still talkin' like they runnin’ the block.

But we see through it, man. We watchin’…

Let’s hit ‘em where it hurts. Full clip, no mercy. 🔥

[Verse 1]

"I got concepts of a plan!"—that’s the same ol' scam,

Sellin’ out the country while you frontin’ for the 'Gram.

Old man screamin’—but your words don’t land,

Caught lyin' thirty times, got no clue where you stand.

Talk about values, but they fake like your wealth,

Hundred grand watches? Nah, you fooled yourself.

Tryna claim respect from the vets you betrayed,

When they hit the battlefield, homie, where were you laid? (Huh?)

Bone spurs fake, ducked the war on some fraud,

Now you frontin’ like you hard, but the field left you scarred.

You bow down to Putin, actin’ like his pet,

While your people drownin’, and you ain’t served 'em yet.

[Chorus]

You just projectin’, faker than Ivermectin,

Always deflectin', but the walls closin' in, I reckon.

You runnin’ scared, trapped with no direction,

Old man yellin’, but duckin’ true correction.

[Verse 2]

Yo, Elon shut off the block, but the crowd went ghost,

X ain’t poppin’ off, fam, you both look toast.

You rode the wave of rage, but it's breakin’ now—

Shoulda read the real Threads, yo, it’s over, bow.

Settin’ up a GoFundMe? That's comical, kid,

When your bank's on that foreign check, we saw what you did.

Hundred grand watches, that’s a cheap disguise,

Try sellin’ healing crystals, man—you just a fraud in ties.

And your boy Putin payin’ the bill, huh?

We seen the tape, now you wishin' that it ain’t come.

Cognitive dissonance maxed out the brain,

Your whole base look lost, like they trapped in the game.

[Chorus]

You just projectin’, faker than Ivermectin, (FAKE!)

Always deflectin', where’s that tough direction? (WHERE?)

You cry online, duck sharks in correction—

Old man scream, dyin’ in your own reflection.

[Verse 3] (Beat switches to something darker, more intense)

Call your cronies up—Mark, Rudy, and Diddy—

Maybe they lend you a 50, but that pity look gritty.

Snipe at Kamala, but she mopped you up quick,

The debate went south, you was lookin’ real sick.

And that boy Vance, man? Tapdancin’ at his place,

Folded in debates like a kid losin' race.

Talkin’ ‘bout "the people," but he can’t back his words,

Just another pawn lost, like a real weak nerd.

A front for the mob, can’t escape the heat,

Tried to spit game, but your speech incomplete. (Weak!)

Debate stage cold, caught hands from every side,

Ain’t no comeback here, homie, you just lied and lied. (Liar!)

[Chorus]

You just projectin’, faker than Ivermectin, (FAKE!)

Always deflectin', where’s that tough direction? (WHERE?)

You cry online, duck sharks in correction—

Old man scream, dyin’ in your own reflection.

[Bridge] (Breakdown, slow walk towards the mic drop)

Indictments on deck, all 34 deep,

You screamin’ “hoax,” while you losin’ your sleep.

You duck in the dark, but the sentence gon’ land,

Either prison or shame, either way… you done been scammed. (Yo.)

Only thing you built is a mess of lies,

You tryna buy respect, but your soul went dry.

Lost in your ego, burn bridges in flames,

But now the gavel’s comin’ down, you gonna learn some names.

[Outro] (Beat fades but the weight still heavy)

Yeah...

We see through it. Ain’t no more phony flex.

A front, that’s all it ever was.

You’re projectin’, deflectin’, duckin’...

It’s over.

The plan ain’t real—and neither are you.

I got Concepts of a Plan

One more day before the big show! -Captn' Nuco

[Chorus] "I got concepts of a plan!" — Old man screams, But your mind’s on spin, chasing dead-end schemes
You're just projectin', faker than Ivermectin’, Always deflectin’, but that mask is reflectin’. 
[Verse 1] Elon turned off the block, but the crowd turned off X, They tired of the noise, tired of your vex. Your veiled hate’s outdated, man, so tired, Maybe you should’ve READ the Threads before you expired. Next thing you gonna do? A GoFundMe plea, Like we didn’t see you peddlin’ nonsense for free. Hundred grand watches, but they worth like a hunny, Guess your boy Putin might actually front you the money? The dissonance thick, like you lost in the sauce, Brain's in park, and the crowd feels lost. You manipulate, dig in, facilitate the lies— But can’t administrate, yo, that’s no surprise. 
[Chorus] "I got concepts of a plan!" — Old man screams, But your mind’s on spin, chasing dead-end schemes. You're just projectin', faker than Ivermectin’, Always deflectin’, but that mask is reflectin’. 
[Verse 2] You want the seat back? Maybe hit up your friends, Yo, Mark, Rudy, & Diddy—y’all need to make amends. Wait, Epstein’s dead, can’t call that connection— Guess that’s one plug down, gone with no protection. Heritage Foundation, yeah, they got you fam, But you still shoutin' lies to cover the scam. You talk concepts, but never show your hand, Smokin’ mirrors spin like a carnival scam. Demented thoughts trapped in your own cloud game, Can’t run a nation when you stuck in your own name. You out here with twisted facts, tryna light the flame— But you can't see the future if you livin' in the shame. 
[Chorus] "I got concepts of a plan!" — Old man screams, But your mind’s on spin, chasing dead-end schemes. You're just projectin', faker than Ivermectin’, Always deflectin’, but that mask is reflectin’. 
[Verse 3] And that boy Vance? Tapdancin’ round truth, Prancin’ on stage, but can’t debate with proof. Folded at his own debate, wow, what a sight, Like a kid battlin' his teacher for recess rights. JD tossed coins, but luck ran dry, Talkin' points weak, had no alibi. Only win he got was the toss, bruh that’s light— The man faced questions and folded outta sight. How you gonna run with the same tired drill? Concepts of a plan while the crowd stands still. Man, you cling to the lies while the ship’s gettin' wrecked, You should call in some favors, but your contacts are checked. 
[Chorus] "I got concepts of a plan!" — Old man screams, But your mind’s on spin, chasing dead-end schemes. You're just projectin', faker than Ivermectin’, Always deflectin’, but that mask is reflectin’. 
[Outro] Dancin' round the facts while the whole thing burn, Watch the crowd scatter while you still won’t learn. Concepts of a plan? Nah, it’s all on rewind, Same tired ol' story — just stallin’ for time.

Chasing Illusions (I got Concepts of a plan)

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