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The Captain

A mighty captain of the sea Died to give his life to thee For when his hull hit foreign sand Twas fear to heart 'n' sword to hand. With fingers wrapped around the grip We waited soundly on our ship For soul and red to rise and fall Some sank low and some stood tall And in the distance, through the night Stood a villain clad in white Ghostly locks float on the wind Never would he feel again And so we cast the first move A caustic explosion, Mount Vesuv' Walls crash and buildings break But let me show you what's at stake The most beautiful princess you've ever seen Such of a sweet angelic dream We sailed the seven seas, her eyes To bring her home, to tie the ties And here now we can leave her not Alone in a dungeon cell to rot Into battle we must go Through the deep and dark unknown We opened fire round for round On the deathly quiet town The people fell in disbelief While others bled to death in sleep We searched the buildings through and through In frantic worried search for you So when we didn't see you there To the boat, now through the wear So there the captain of the ship Climbed down the stairs and off the slip Trigger finger, gun in hand As his boots dug in the sand And soon enough in the night Would he meet the man in white For he is not the only one Who will not make it to the sun Their eyes met at the door A bullet sang and hit the floor The man of white collapsing dead His christlike clothes sang of deep autumn red And on crept the captain still Up the stairs, against the gunfire's trill To look for a princess dressed in teal
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Jun 24, 2013
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