O'er every ocean
My galleons make it home
Taking what is mine
Free, my crew and I
Sailing acrobats of seas
In our faith’s embrace
Tis looted treasure
Beyond value of it's form
Endless in increase
Hear my calling jewels
Dear lord welcome we be yours
Chests to the bursting
Though all will I have
Over sum each prize adored
Into legends net
Know I come for yours
On horizons I am bound
Pirate Master's Son
-Hermit King-
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