Come, listen ye, sew the seed of my legend.
Fill every tavern with the fear of your tale
Of men who sailed the sea sick with greed and obsession,
And traught along their evil with a dead man's sails.
Time is fleeting.
Your life is for me.
I love watching you burn!
No, it's not the end of the dream.
I've only just begun.
You're raped!
‘Cause no god or man will grieve for the death of you thieves.
Little mystery,
'Cause every mortal at heart is weak and afraid.
Run, cowardly heart of weakened aberration.
Strand your desperate hopes in every fruitless gale.
And sheathe your rotted teethe as you weep an invocation,
Awaiting your salvation by the dead man's sails
Eyes are bleeding.
Excite me.
I live for watching you burn!
No, it's not the end of the dream.
I see you've only just begun.
I am your fall.
Before you die there's something you should know.
Your memories are lies,
But your naive to reflect them.
You're all sleaze inside.
You care to reave and direct your
Sins seeking ease in life.
A pair of keys for the treasure.
And the beast is sly
To pull the breeze so you'll never leave.
You can't deny
Bloodshed brings me to life.
The starlit tomb with greedy eyes
Who lay a course that was engraved in your lies.
And god looked down and showed you to me.
The spot where I swallow you into the sea, yeah.
Burn!
No, it's not the end of the dream
You see, I've only just begun.
I am your fall.
Before I die I'll wait for you
And decimate your soul.
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