No Lives, No Tales Hoist the black flag o'er Caribbean foam, Reapers hum death from the Pentagon dome. Hegseth's roar echoes 'cross the wave's ire, "Kill 'em all!"—no survivors, no liar. September second, off Venezuela's shore, Eleven civilians sail, fishing boats no more. Suspected narco load—no quarter consoles. MQ-9 eyes lock on the wooden deck, Hellfire whispers, then—BOOM!—hull's a wreck. Near total ruin, two survivors cling tight, Wreckage afloat in the dead of night. Hegseth commands: "Kill everybody now!" Bradley nods grim from SOCOM's brow. Second strike dives—whoosh!—water boils red, No lives, no tales from the ocean's dead. "Kill them all!"—the chain pulls tight, Trump backs the call in the dead of night. War crimes at sea, no proof, no names, No lives, no tales in justice's flames. Pentagon throne to Special Ops' blade, Admiral Mitch Bradley, the debt is paid. Verbal "no quarter" cuts through salt spray, Drones feed the frail, helpless that day. JAGs fired first—Leper, Mlan cry foul, Patently unlawful, murder's dark howl. Bracknell, Huntley warn: disobey or fall, From SecDef down, prosecution calls. Hegseth commands: "Kill everybody now!" Bradley nods grim from SOCOM's brow. Second strike dives—whoosh!—water boils red, No lives, no tales from the ocean's dead. "Kill them all!"—the chain pulls tight, Trump backs the call in the dead of night. War crimes at sea, no proof, no names, No lives, no tales in justice's flames. Wounded forbidden, Geneva's iron creed, No violence to shipwrecked, helpless in need. Red flag once raised meant death's cruel ride, Jolly Roger offered chance to abide. No quarter's no defense, Pete—law's clear call, You're not on the fuckin' Jolly Roger at all. Double-tap survivors breaks every code, Patently unlawful on this bloody road Former JAGs thunder: probe the dark deed, No time runs out on murder's black seed. Congress rise up—defund the cruel tide, Superior orders? No shield, no hide. Patently wrong, all hands must defy, From pilot's pull to the commander's lie. Nuremberg echoes through salt-crusted gale, Pirate parallels fail—justice prevail. Hegseth's book rage: "Rip arms, feed to hogs," Geneva chains us—fight like wild dogs. Reapers pitiless o'er the boiling swell, Fingers slip grease on twisted steel hell. KABOOM!—souls fuel the ocean's flame, Hunt complete in this murderous game. No waivers granted, no breath to plead, Pirates of power sow widows' seed. Hegseth commands: "Kill everybody now!" Bradley nods grim from SOCOM's brow. Second strike dives—whoosh!—water boils red, No lives, no tales from the ocean's dead "Kill them all!"—the chain pulls tight, Trump backs the call in the dead of night. War crimes at sea, no proof, no names, No lives, no tales in eternal flames. Judge bangs iron: "Go hence to the place from whence ye came, Thence to the gallows hanged by the neck ye shall be!" Hegseth, Trump condemned—no pirate's plea, No lives, no tales - war crimes decree.