[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)

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

Janeway's Coffee Addiction (studio cut)

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)
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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 Sound Of Footsteps And Birdsong

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

The Soldiers' March of Honor (Klingon)

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.

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