Black sails!
On the horizon
Black sails!
Swinging mizzen
Black sails!
The clang of swords
Black sails!
The final chords
Sail on the ship with a bit load.
Mysterious sign said that you are owed.
Skyline is dyed in red. The sailor is drunk.
The fate knows that soon it will be sunk.
Black sails!
On the horizon
Black sails!
Swinging mizzen
Black sails!
The clang of swords
Black sails!
The final chords
White bone and black ground are promise of bad luck.
It means that the angel of death will be amok.
You can pray to your god, you will call your mom,
But I think corpse, like you will have no qualm.
Песня группы Meatgrinder
Black sails
© Copyright: Алексей Корвен, 2017
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