Mythical Knives

Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze

Godspeed toward Kingdom Come

Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders

Buoyant on hard tack and rum

At the Heart of the Sea

Where the spirit can bleed

They fight for their lives

With their Mythical Knives

Vagrants and drifters, freaks and shape-shifters

Lured by the song of Nereid

Rising and falling, drinking and brawling

They pray for their souls to be saved

At the Heart of the Sea

Where the spirit can bleed

They fight for their lives

With their Mythical Knives

They fight tooth and nail for ship and for sail

Broken and cracked by the sun

Through blood and through thunder, the beast torn asunder

Nowhere for cowards to run

A flash of the blade, a suitable fate

Desire for vengeance recedes

Giving no quarter, blood on the water

The bastards lay claim to the sea

Bastards of the high seas, carried on the steel breeze

Godspeed toward Kingdom Come

Pirates and raiders, devils crusaders

Buoyant on hard tack and rum

At the Heart of the Sea

Where the spirit can bleed

They fight for their lives

With their Mythical Knives

A flash of the blade, a suitable fate

Desire for vengeance recedes

Giving no quarter, blood on the water

The bastards lay claim to the sea