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Conquer The StraitsYou've lied to us, captainYou've not put back north For home, as you said last time If we keep on our course Then all will be lost You lead us to pass through the straits? The wind, the spray was relentless The captain mirrored the sea Buffeting gales, pushed them westward A roar from the captain A man without fear Mutiny here will not stand As quick as a fox He hurled the usurper To sea, to think over his crimes This voyage must last For the prince has a task A dark, ancient evil awaits We must now conquer the straits Three days in the tempest It behested, not bested The men who would die For their prince Storm break, lights bathed down Reprisal from the fight Take a look, you bloody sea rats The straits are in sights Dead starboard came great dark shapes Giant monoliths of stone and black ice Above boiled clouds, dark, thundery shrouds Ocean twisters, touched lightning that fell Ah, don't you love it - the bite of the wind The notion we might not survive A cackle of laughter The captain, the bastard Greets death with a grin Rising, still rising, for what seemed like days A mammoth dark wave Breached tumultuously out watery graves Out watery graves Down to the ground With a fierce, cracking sound Went the captain in front of the prince Their eyes met in union And both felt the spark Men who knew what it was to face death Mad laughter came next From both of them They entered an instinct won trance Like a demonic dance They fenced with the sea gods intent Every sense was on fire Then suddenly clear skies shone |