Barren King

Songs of the ancient bards Claimed to have some discards Sailors of the solemn seas Claimed the halo from his feet. Broken bow and mangled stern Our hull is holding firm Raise the sails, starboard side Stench of death will be our bride. All hail the barren king Hear the silver trumpets ring Ruler of the seven seas Wretched souls fall at his knees. Rotten hearts are growing stale Evil thoughts will prevail Sailing through the restless seas Taking riches as we please. All hail the barren king Hear the silver trumpets ring Ruler of the seven seas Wretched souls fall at his knees.