Songs of the ancient bards
Claimed to have some discards
Sailors of the solemn seas
Claimed the halo from this feet
Broken brow and mangled stern
Our hull is holding firm
Raise the sails starboard side
Stench of dead will be our bride
All hail the barren king
Hear the silver trumpets ring
Ruler of the seven seas
Wretched souls fall at his knees
Rotten hearts are growing stale
Evil thoughts will prevail
Sailing through the restless seas
Taking riches as we please
All hail the barren king
Hear the silver trumpets ring
Ruler of the seven seas
Wretched souls fall at his knees
