[Intro – slow reggae bass, blues guitar]
[Captain – gravelly]
Chains rose from the water,
Dragging something from below.
Broken masts broke through the surface.
Dead sails began to show.
Hundred ships bound together,
Bone and timber intertwined.
[Crew – low]
What the hell…
[Captain]
Whatever it is, boys…
It ain’t friendly.
[Slow crushing reggae riff]
[Verse 1]
The sea rolled off its cannons.
Green fire filled each bore.
Names of sunken vessels
Were carved from stern to fore.
Warships.
Pirate cutters.
Ships forgotten long ago.
All chained into one monster…
Built from souls the sea still owed.
Then its cannons turned toward us.
[Crew]
CAPTAIN!
[Captain]
Hold your ground.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
Green fire crossed the water.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
Our portside railing blew apart.
[Captain]
NOW we can shoot it.
[Crew]
FIRE!
[Heavy reggae dubstep drop]
[Chorus – slow gang chant]
GRAVEYARD SHIP!
RISE FROM BELOW!
DEAD MEN’S TIMBER!
DEAD MEN’S BONES!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
CANNONS ROAR!
SEND THAT BASTARD
DOWN ONCE MORE!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
NO DEAD SHIP
WILL TAKE OUR NAMES!
[Slow bass groove]
[Verse 2]
Our cannonballs tore through her,
But every hole closed tight.
Broken boards crawled back together
In that damned green light.
[Crew – low]
It won’t die…
[Captain]
Everything dies.
Find what keeps it breathing.
Then beneath those tangled decks
I saw the chains converge.
Every one ran toward the center
Where a green light burned.
A bell hung in the wreckage,
Black iron cracked with age.
Each time that bastard sounded…
Another wreck joined its frame.
[Deep bass toll]
[Crew]
THE BELL!
[Captain]
Aye.
Break it.
[Breakdown – slow reggae dubstep]
Turn us broadside!
[Crew]
BROADSIDE!
[Captain]
Aim center mass.
Wait…
Wait…
NOW!
[Three isolated bass cannon drops]
[Single bass drop]
[Single bass drop]
[Single bass drop]
[Silence]
The black bell split in half.
Then every chain went slack.
[Crew – building]
IT’S FALLING!
IT’S FALLING!
[Captain]
Send it home, boys.
[Heavy crushing drop]
[Final Chorus – slow and heavy]
GRAVEYARD SHIP!
BACK YOU GO!
TAKE YOUR DEAD
DOWN BELOW!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
LET IT FLY!
WE DON’T RUN
AND WE DON’T DIE!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
THE COLLECTOR
KNOWS OUR NAME!
LET HIM WATCH!
LET HIM SEE!
WE JUST KILLED
HIS DEAD MAN’S FLEET!
[Outro – slow reggae bass]
The wreck sank beneath us.
Green fire disappeared.
Then something floated
where the bell had been.
Another coin.
[Crew – low]
Don’t touch it.
[Captain]
Wasn’t going to.
[Silence]
The coin rolled across the deck…
And stopped at my boot.
[Captain – low]
Oh, fuck off.
[Deep bass drop]