when you're near enough and fear enough I shall tell you stuff that'll make you quake and then you'll know what fear really is.
but maybe not
maybe
the black spot
will remain
in Blind Pew's
hand.

Would you sail off with me across the sea for hidden gold
and forget everything you've ever been told about the skull and
crossed bones?

would you head inland on an island or would you stay within reach of the beach listening to the waves?

does serenity suit you?

when the only way out is to get right back in and make a splash
wait for the dark and wait for the sharks

nothing ever leaves you it just goes away for a while.