My skin glistens with sweat
Black hair pulled back in a cord with flourish
The skull tattooed across my face is as menacing
As any gun or blade I could brandish
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I sail the goddamn seas as I please
Murder and mayhem my given mission
My cannon and my sword
My passport and permission
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The fair Coral Oak
Is my current ride
She's a dreadnaught to be sure
With iron and magic in her hide
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Her belly full of ammo, treasure, and food
Rearranging that order is a high crime
The fight is more important than riches
And I'll eat when the first two leave me time
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I sing my song
Of gunfire, and clashing steel
Cross my path and I'll hole your vessel
Put my hands around your throat just for the feel
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I'll burn your ship as it sits
If it doesn't sink first
You, I'll dice to pieces, even as you live
To chum the sharks as I slake my thirst
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I'll offer no quarter
There will be no ransom
It always ends the same
With you thrown over the transom
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If you want romance, find something else to do
Any woman captured alive
Is used by me first, and then the crew
To be sold at the next port once we're through
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If you escape and live to be old and grey
You'll be sitting around a fire someday
Telling the tale of the time
You crossed paths with me
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