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Sailin’ through the motions of the vessel,
Sailin’ through a sea of blood for love,
I’m glad to hear the rhythm of the cannons finally blowin up the shores.
I just couldn't give a damn about the lives of all these men.
Singing to the scream of air leaving through the cracks of their burning flesh.
Trash becomes the victim, and the victim takes its turn to take revenge.
The cycle becomes vicious, and when it’s over no one will repent!
I don’t understand why did this happen.
When she gave me love her eyes were blank
And now there she is walking laughing in the middle of our hometown’s burning hell!
I just couldn't give a damn about the lives of all these men.
Shutting out the scream of air leaving through the cracks of their burning flesh.
“O, Lover of Pirates, my Queen, whom do you wish us to slay?”
“All of them!”
Trash becomes the victim, and the victim takes its turn to take revenge
The cycle becomes vicious, and when it’s over no one will repent!
Sailin’ through a sea of blood for love,
I’m glad to hear the rhythm of the cannons finally blowin up the shores.
I just couldn't give a damn about the lives of all these men.
Singing to the scream of air leaving through the cracks of their burning flesh.
Trash becomes the victim, and the victim takes its turn to take revenge.
The cycle becomes vicious, and when it’s over no one will repent!
I don’t understand why did this happen.
When she gave me love her eyes were blank
And now there she is walking laughing in the middle of our hometown’s burning hell!
I just couldn't give a damn about the lives of all these men.
Shutting out the scream of air leaving through the cracks of their burning flesh.
“O, Lover of Pirates, my Queen, whom do you wish us to slay?”
“All of them!”
Trash becomes the victim, and the victim takes its turn to take revenge
The cycle becomes vicious, and when it’s over no one will repent!
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