| Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze
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| Godspeed toward Kingdom Come
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| Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders
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| Buoyant on hard tack and rum
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| At the Heart of the Sea
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| Where the spirit can bleed
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| They fight for their lives
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| With their Mythical Knives
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| Vagrants and drifters, freaks and shape-shifters
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| Lured by the song of Nereid
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| Rising and falling, drinking and brawling
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| They pray for their souls to be saved
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| At the Heart of the Sea
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| Where the spirit can bleed
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| They fight for their lives
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| With their Mythical Knives
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| They fight tooth and nail for ship and for sail
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| Broken and cracked by the sun
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| Through blood and through thunder, the beast torn asunder
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| Nowhere for cowards to run
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| A flash of the blade, a suitable fate
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| Desire for vengeance recedes
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| Giving no quarter, blood on the water
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| The bastards lay claim to the sea
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| Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze
|
| Godspeed toward Kingdom Come
|
| Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders
|
| Buoyant on hard tack and rum
|
| At the Heart of the Sea
|
| Where the spirit can bleed
|
| They fight for their lives
|
| With their Mythical Knives
|
| A flash of the blade, a suitable fate
|
| Desire for vengeance recedes
|
| Giving no quarter, blood on the water
|
| The bastards lay claim to the sea |