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Open sea awaits

for your call

A prophecy that will bring

doom to us all

A storm is running

towards our fate

A fate that we

cannot escape

Onward I see

the land of gold

With treasures more

than meets the eye

Make no sound

I heard a Spanish horn

The one who lives

will get the prize

And we sail!

Crushing the waves

with winds in our favor

Conquer the seven seas

Relentless we stand

We are following the way

where dreaming means to be free

Monstrous waves

we ride

‘Till our swords

collide

I can smell your fear

through the tide

Minds burn like fire

but I look up to see

integrity won’t win over desire

But onward I see

the land of free

Where we will not judge

and judged won’t be

This island is where I want to die

Release my precious freedom cry

Seas narrate their endless tales (Black Sails)

Over horisons of dreams

Dreams that lead to east Indian trails ( I see raised)

Black Sails

Seas narrate their endless tales (Black Sails)

Over horisons of dreams

Dreams that lead to east Indian trails ( I see raised)

Black Sails