The moonlight hangs above our bow.
Calm night air spreads out its cold breath.
Denial is vain; you never wanted a shallow grave.
Overtaken by scoundrels
You swallow your pride
To drown in your shallow grave.
A captain's death, one contempt and brave.
Over the edge, forget the past
You've seen your future, a moonlit path
Now we dance to release this bitter plague.
Now you...
Dance beneath the waves
To drown in shallow graves.
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