Captain Black - All Hands On Deck [Cutthroat Trap-Metal]

Описание: From the depths of the darkest seas comes the dread pirate, Captain Black! A mix of Trap, Metal, and Cutthroat Pirate tales.
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Black flag breathin'
Salt cut the tongue, we heathens
Boots thump decks like demons
Night so thick, can't see us

Scar on my jaw, that’s scripture
Blood in the foam paint pictures
Tie that rope, grip that fixture
One loose knot, we sink with ya

Rum in the veins, still ready
Look in my eye, too deadly
Chain round my neck, that’s heavy
Keys to the deep, I’m petty

I don’t bluff, I brand
Burn my mark in sand
Storm in the curl of my hand
You drown where you stand


All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When I call that chant, you give me respect
Pray to the deep, let the cold gods bless
From the black of the trench, put steel in our chests

All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When the waves rise up, we cash that check
Give salt, give blood, pay every debt
From the mouth of the abyss, we ain't died yet


Hear that creak, that’s warning
Old wood moan like mourning
Tide pull hard, distorting
Stars all gone, no pointing

I spit wrath on the railing
Barnacles bite, ship aailing
Still my grip, unfailing
I ride curses like sailing

Knees hit plank, start prayer
Whisper in tongues, breathe terror
Old words crawl through the air
Sea-fiends stare from their lair

"Take these souls I’m owing
Guide my blade where it’s going
Fill my lungs while I’m choking
Make their hull start open"


One by one, they mumble names
Of the shades inside the waves
Every oath, another chain
Every chain, another slave to the grave


All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When I call that chant, you give me respect
Pray to the deep, let the cold gods bless
From the black of the trench, put steel in our chests

All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When the waves rise up, we cash that check
Give salt, give blood, pay every debt
From the mouth of the abyss, we ain't died yet


[beat drops to low rumble]
If I say jump, you leap
If I say cut, they bleed
If I say drown, that’s sleep
Crew and crown, both mine to keep

Raise that mast like a blade
Shadow fall over prey
Every raid, we trade our days
Deep keeps count, I write my name


All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When I call that chant, you give me respect
Pray to the deep, let the cold gods bless
From the black of the trench, put steel in our chests

All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When the waves rise up, we cash that check
Give salt, give blood, pay every debt
From the mouth of the abyss, we ain't died yet


All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When I call that chant, you give me respect
Pray to the deep, let the cold gods bless
From the black of the trench, put steel in our chests

All hands on deck (all hands on deck)
When the waves rise up, we cash that check
Give salt, give blood, pay every debt
From the mouth of the abyss, we ain't died yet