It was just another day of drink in this salty, sea-

side bar

The rafters creaked like broken masts that had seen 

their final gale

Old sailors at their drinks hung like torn rigging from 

the spar

Where once saltwater ran their veins, now there's 

naught but rum and ale.



And in a darkened corner lit by oily candle light

The Young Man sat with the Last Pirate around their 

mugs of swill

The Pirate smiled his toothless grin, a drunken haggard 

sight

“You don't want to be a pirate, lad, your soul can't 

pay the bill.'



“You'll wash the decks with your blood, me boy, Davey 

Jones will know your name

You'll freeze, you'll starve, you'll burn with thirst, 

you'll have no home or love

Only fight and flight will be your life, it's a 

pointless, dirty game

If the gold you seek don't drag you down, you'll hang 

from up above.



Pressed into service by the Crown, ‘neath the lash I 

earned my wage

We tasted the Captain's cruelty, his life I vowed to 

claim

I slipped my dagger ‘tween his ribs and the crew 

unleashed their rage

I raised the flag, black as night, and all men feared 

my name. 



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I slaughtered my way across the seas, I laughed in the 

face of God

Innocent blood was the Devil's due, a bargain made for 

greed.

And in the holds of our taken ships, I stood and stared 

in awe,

As I cracked their keels in my hands, it was gold that 

they would bleed.



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I never knew the softened touch of a woman who wanted 

me

Her eyes would never beckon, her voice would never 

console

I'd roll into port and with my coin I'd silence any 

plea

I took the women I wanted, and if they wouldn't sell, I 

stole.'



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The Pirate's smile widened as a gale knocked on the 

door

As the wind blew in, the setting sun it gave a blood-

red tide

In the arms of the wind the Young Man stood and was 

drawn across the floor

And down to the sea he danced, with adventure in his 

mind



The wind swirled ‘round the room, and as it blew back 

out to sea

The Old Man's eyes held the flame as the candle light 

went dark

Now there's one to carry on His vile and hateful deeds

Old Scratch just laughed as he faded away, for another 

bore his mark.



“You'll wash the decks with your blood, me boy, and I 

will know your name

You'll freeze, you'll starve, you'll burn in Hell, 

you'll have no home or love

Only fight and flight will be your life, it's a 

pointless sinner's game

And I'll be there to tie the noose when you hang from 

up above.'