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[Intro – slow reggae bass, blues guitar]
[Captain – gravelly]
Three blows hit that doorway.
Then nothing made a sound.
I drew my pistol slowly.
Crew gathered all around.
The witch begged us not to open it.
So I opened it.
[Crew – low]
Of course you did…
[Captain]
Shut up.
[Slow heavy riff]
[Verse 1]
Nobody stood outside.
No footprints in the clay.
Just black water on the ground
Leading toward the bay.
We followed through the harbor,
Steel hanging by our sides.
Every tavern door was bolted.
Not a soul was left outside.
Then we reached the old dock.
And there she fucking lay.
A ship as black as midnight…
That wasn’t there today.
[Crew – low]
Dead ship…
Dead tide…
[Reggae dubstep pulse]
[Chorus – slow gang chant]
PAY WHAT IS OWED!
PAY YOUR DEBT!
THE COLLECTOR
AIN’T FINISHED YET!
BLACK WATER!
BLACKENED SKY!
DEAD SHIP WAITS
BENEATH THE TIDE!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
NO CURSE WILL EVER
OWN OUR NAMES!
[Heavy bass drop]
[Verse 2]
No lantern on her railing.
No sailor on her deck.
Rotten sails hung motionless.
No name upon her wreck.
Then one rope dropped beside us.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
Nobody moved.
Another struck the dock.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
[Crew – whispered]
Captain…
[Captain]
I see it.
Across that rotten mast
Fresh letters had been scored.
Five words cut into blackened wood—
PAY
WHAT
IS
FUCKING
OWED.
[Slow dubstep swell]
[Crew]
Debt comes due…
[Captain]
Apparently he found us.
[Breakdown – crushing reggae groove]
I stepped aboard alone.
[Crew]
CAPTAIN!
[Captain]
Stay there.
The deck groaned underneath me,
Like something drew a breath.
Then somewhere in the darkness
I heard a chain get dragged.
[Metallic bass drop]
A chair sat by the helm.
Empty.
Waiting.
And laying on the seat…
Was another silver coin.
[Crew – low]
Don’t touch it…
[Captain]
Wasn’t planning to.
Then a voice came from below deck.
Deep.
Slow.
Cold.
“You carry what is mine.”
[Silence]
[Captain]
Then come take it.
[Heavy reggae dubstep drop]
[Final Chorus – slow and crushing]
PAY WHAT IS OWED!
COME AND TRY!
BLACK FLAG STILL
REFUSE TO DIE!
TAKE YOUR GOLD!
TAKE YOUR DEAD!
BUT YOU AIN’T TAKING
ONE OF MY MEN!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
WE DON’T BOW
TO CURSED NAMES!
COLLECTOR!
HEAR ME WELL!
COME FOR MY CREW—
I’LL SEND YOU BACK TO HELL!
[Outro – slow reggae bass]
I stepped back onto the dock.
That dead ship began to move.
No wind.
No crew.
No hands upon the helm.
[Crew – whispered]
Where’s it going?
[Captain]
I reckon…
It wants us to follow.
[Low bass drop]
So raise the fucking sails
Details
GeneratedAug 23, 2026
Duration5:56
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow southern metal blues, heavy reggae dubstep, gravelly captain, crew chants, deep bass groove, crushing riffs
Credits
Prompt by
Tankitall
TankitallModelAria v5.5
