We will wage the plague on your souls.
Laying in the dust of a dark watery grave.
Ships left to erode and rust.
Crusted with barnacles.
Dark creatures from the deep we will never retreat.
These dead men do tell tales.
We will knock the wind from your sails.
When all else fails we hit your harder.
Pirates always prevail.
We will wail on you with swords and knives.
See our wrath we wage a blood bath.
Matey's attack.
Singing shanties as you dance the hempen jig.
YO HO takes a swig of rum.
Heave ho-down to the sandy depts more bodies go.
The ghost ships ready for war.
Let's even the score.
Hear the roar of the cannonballs.
Waterlogged bodies fall.
Jack Sparrow overlooking it all.
Pulling rank.
Dead bodies are piling up and growing stank.
We rule the sea and everything that rests in the depths it be.
Dead or alive it's a pirates life for me.
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