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Dauntless

Abandon Ship

Into the churning sea:
the shimmering surface beckons me
the liquid passage to the deep is lined
with the victims of the Dauntless.
White visages in the tomb of the marine.

From distant ports with holy greed
Men set sail, wanting what they did not need.
Hardest hearts of the blackest creed
The devils crew encompassed me.

All are slaves willingly to the lawless lady beast
Who’s watery jaws do not hold teeth,
but the jagged rocks of the island reef.

Our Judgment descends as a gentle kiss
A cleansing rain and a healing wind
As the droplets turn to pins
the shrieking storm now rears its head

The greatest broken to their knees
the weight of gold is strangling
through fathoms plummeting
no ceremony for the kings.

We clung to shards of our ill intent
On wooden remnants The Captain wept.
even this proud and weathered man
stooped to the crushing tempest wind.

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