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Lyrics
[Intro – slow blues, dark reggae bass]
[Captain – gravelly]
Morning broke behind us,
Dead ships beneath the foam.
We sank the Dead Man’s Armada
And finally sailed for home.
Gold beneath the deck,
Blood upon our steel.
One old coin among the haul,
Marked with a broken seal.
[Crew – low]
Dead men sank…
Black flag rose…
[Captain]
Pour the rum, boys.
We made it home.
[Heavy riff]
[Verse 1]
Harbor bells were ringing
When our bloody sails came in.
Every tavern opened wide,
Every bottle welcomed sin.
We drank like kings without a crown,
Laughing at the dead.
While that little silver coin
Lay cold beneath my bed.
Then every candle flickered.
One by one they died.
And somewhere past the harbor wall
A dead man sang outside.
[Captain]
Did ye hear that?
[Crew]
HEAR WHAT, CAPTAIN?
[Captain]
Drink.
[Chorus – gang vocals]
WE CAME HOME!
WE CAME HOME!
Dead Man’s fleet beneath the foam!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
BOTTLES DRY!
We watched those dead bastards die!
WE TOOK GOLD!
WE TOOK STEEL!
[Captain]
And something we should’ve left behind.
[Dubstep drop]
[Verse 2]
By midnight we were drunk,
The harbor drowned in song.
Then a voice came from below—
“Captain… something’s wrong.”
The chest we emptied hours ago
Was filled with gold again.
Same coins.
Same marks.
Cold as drowned men’s skin.
I threw the cursed thing away.
It landed at my feet.
[Crew – low]
Throw it away…
It comes back home…
[Captain]
Outside stood a sailor
Whose face I fucking knew.
One from the Armada—
One I ran straight through.
[Breakdown – reggae bass]
Water poured from his coat.
No breath behind his grin.
He pointed toward our black flag…
Then slowly nodded in.
[Crew – whispered]
Black flag…
Black flag…
[Captain]
Dead bastard smiled at me.
[Heavy riff]
[Chorus – gang vocals]
WE CAME HOME!
WE CAME HOME!
But something followed through the foam!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
DEAD DON’T DIE!
Something’s waiting with the tide!
WE TOOK GOLD!
WE TOOK STEEL!
WHAT THE HELL DID WE STEAL?!
[Crew]
THE COIN!
[Captain]
Aye.
The fucking coin.
[Dubstep drop – crushing]
[Bridge – slow]
At sunrise I drew my knife
And cut across its mark.
The coin began to whisper
From somewhere cold and dark.
Then every lantern burned blood-red.
Voices filled the bay.
[Crew – building]
CAPTAIN!
CAPTAIN!
[Captain]
LOWER THE FLAG!
[Crew]
IT WON’T COME DOWN!
[Captain]
CUT THE ROPE!
[Crew]
IT WON’T CUT!
[Silence]
[Captain]
…What did we bring home?
[Final Chorus – gang vocals]
THE COIN CAME HOME!
THE CURSE CAME TOO!
BLACK FLAG’S GOT ITS TEETH IN YOU!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
NOW THE DEAD REMEMBER OUR NAMES!
THE COIN CAME HOME!
THE SEA WON’T REST!
RAISE YOUR STEEL!
AND HOLD ON TIGHT!
WE WON THE WAR—
BUT NOT THE NIGHT!
[Outro – reggae bass fading]
[Crew – distant]
No kings…
No chains…
[Captain – low]
Nobody touches that coin.
Details
GeneratedAug 23, 2026
Duration5:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow southern metal blues, dark reggae dubstep groove, gravelly captain, gang shanties, crushing riffs, bass drops
Credits
Prompt by
Tankitall
TankitallModelAria v5.5
