All Is Mine

[Verse 1]
He came in on a mean low squall where the reefs chew hulls to thread,
With salt in his lashes, and a laugh like iron fled.
White foam kissed the dock-planks, the lanterns shook with fear,
And every honest sailor found his courage disappear.
[Verse 2]
Pale skin like moonlit bone under a weather-beaten coat,
Eyes slit-red like catfire that never learned to float.
Old ink curled over muscle—dark marks that looked like vows,
The kind you carve in secret where the tide won’t hear you howl.
[Verse 3]
He walked like a verdict—slow, heavy, hard to sway,
Like the sea itself had given him the right of way.
No prayers on his tongue, no mercy in his grin,
Just hunger dressed in human shape, and war behind the skin.
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[Chorus]
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed,
He drinks the dark, he plants the need—
And when he speaks the world goes still:
“All is mine.”
“I take what’s mine.”
By tooth, by blade, by broken will—
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed.
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[Verse 4]
He learned his lessons dockside, where the law is paid in lead,
Where a man’s worth is what he holds when the sea turns the sky to red.
He watched rich men count mercy like coins they’d never spend,
So he took their coin and left them nothing that could mend.
[Verse 5]
He took a captain’s cutlass with the captain’s hand still warm,
Took a preacher’s silver cross and wore it through a storm.
He took a merchant’s daughter—only with a wink and smile,
Left the father with a fortune and a grief that lasted miles.
He stole from saints and sinners like a tide steals candlelight,
With that calm, clean patience that makes a wrong feel right.
And every heart he broke behind him, every promise left to bleed,
Became another verse in the book of Blood and Greed.
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[Chorus]
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed,
He drinks the dark, he plants the need—
And when he speaks the world goes still:
“All is mine.”
“I take what’s mine.”
By tooth, by blade, by broken will—
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed.
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[Verse 7]
He wanted ships like mountains, wanted storms beneath his palm,
Wanted every pearl the ocean hid, every reefbone charm.
Wanted crowns from foreign islands, wanted kings to learn his name,
Wanted fate on a short leash and the world inside a frame.
[Verse 8]
And sure, he had his lovers—soft laughs in candle smoke,
Lips like sweet surrender, hands like silk and velvet rope.
He left them sighing poems, left them prayers and pretty scars,
A trail of stolen heartbeats under tavern windows bars.
[Verse 9]
They said he kissed like shipwreck—beautiful and bound to end,
They said he held you close enough to make you call him friend.
But when the dawn came gull-grey and the tide went out to sea,
He’d be gone with all your breathing… and you’d swear it set you free.
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[Verse 10]
Yet one night, down by low water where the kelp snarls like hair,
He saw a woman standing like a blade in salted air.
Not starry-eyed, not praying—no trembling in her hands,
Just a gaze that met his hunger like a cliff meets violent lands.
[Verse 11]
She didn’t flinch at red-slit eyes, didn’t soften at his grin,
Didn’t ask him to be kinder, didn’t beg him to let in.
She spoke like hardtack truth, like wind that won’t be bought—
And for the first time, something in him wanted what it fought.
[Verse 12]
He’d stolen hearts like treasure from a hundred harbor towns,
But hers sat iron-anchored where the deep keeps older crowns.
And he hated that he wanted it—hated how it made him weak,
So he did what he always did: he claimed it when he spoke.
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[Chorus]
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed,
He drinks the dark, he plants the need—
And when he speaks the world goes still:
“All is mine.”
“I take what’s mine.”
By tooth, by blade, by broken will—
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed.
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[Verse 13]
He brought her rings from drowned men’s fingers, pearls from jagged reefs,
Brought her silk and stolen letters, brought her enemies in briefs.
He laid the world before her like a map he meant to burn,
And she looked at all his offering and made him wait his turn.
[Verse 14]
She didn’t love his legend, didn’t love his blood-wet fame—
She loved the ugly honesty when he didn’t hide his claim.
When he said, “I want it all,” she answered without fear:
“Then pay the price in daylight—don’t just take it in the dark, my dear.”
[Verse 15]
And that’s the cruelest magic, lads, the sea won’t tell you straight:
A monster can take your body, but a woman can take your fate.
Because once she held his heart—aye, once she held it fast—
Every other stolen heartbeat turned to driftwood in his past.
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[Bridge]
So here’s the joke the ocean knows, the one it hums in foam:
A man can own a thousand things and still not feel at home.
He can shout “All is mine!” and make the whole world bend—
But one true love can cut him deeper than his sharpest friend.
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[Final Chorus]
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed,
He drinks the dark, he plants the need—
And when he speaks the world goes still:
“All is mine.”
“I take what’s mine.”
But there’s one name he’ll never steal—
One woman holds his heart concealed—
Oh hail the Lord of Blood and Greed.
[Outro]
So drink, boys, drink—keep your bargains clean,
Keep your hands where lanterns see—
Because the sea loves a taker…
And it crowned him Lord of Blood and Greed.

(Tavern ballad — sea-salt narrative, generator-ready)