[Intro – thunder, low haunted organ]
[Captain – gravelly]
Reef the sails.
Tie down the guns.
That ain’t a storm coming, boys…
That’s a reckoning.
[Organ rises]
[Verse 1]
The dead ships vanished with the dawn,
But left no morning light.
Clouds rolled black across the sun,
And swallowed heaven white.
The ocean rose without a wind,
The compass spun around.
Then something deep beneath our keel
Made one unholy sound.
Red lightning tore across the sky,
Black waves climbed mast-high.
[Crew]
CAPTAIN!
[Captain]
HOLD THE FUCKING LINE!
[Pre-Chorus]
[Crew – low chant]
The sea remembers…
The sea keeps score…
[Captain]
Then let the bastard settle it!
[Crew]
ONCE AND FOR ALL!
[Chorus – gang vocals, roaring organ]
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
THEN BLOOD SHE’LL HAVE!
LET THUNDER BREAK THE HEAVENS
AND LIGHTNING SPLIT THE MAST!
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
COME COLLECT YOUR DUE!
YOU’LL HAVE TO RIP IT FROM THE VEINS
OF EVERY DAMNED MAN IN THIS CREW!
[Heavy riff – organ and guitar]
[Verse 2]
Through sheets of rain the lookout screamed,
“SAILS OFF THE STARBOARD BOW!”
Warships crawled across the storm,
Too many counting now.
Kingdom colors filled the dark,
Cannons rolled in line.
Below them moved those ghostly hulls
We left three leagues behind.
The living came to hang us.
The dead came for our souls.
And underneath them both the sea
Had come to swallow whole.
[Captain – laughing]
Now THIS is more like it.
[Chorus – heavier]
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
THE CROWNS WANT HEADS!
THE DAMNED HAVE RISEN FROM BELOW
TO DRAG US TO THE DEAD!
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
THEN LET THE RED TIDE RUN!
LOAD EVERY CANNON ON THIS SHIP—
AND GIVE THE BITCH OUR GUNS!
[Breakdown – crushing organ into dubstep]
[Captain]
PORT BATTERY!
[Crew]
READY!
[Captain]
STARBOARD!
[Crew]
READY!
[Captain]
GIVE THE SEA HER PAYMENT!
[Massive bass drop]
[Crew]
FIRE!
[Drop]
FIRE!
[Organ strike]
FIRE!
[Drop]
AGAIN!
BLOOD!
STEEL!
BLACK!
FLAG!
[Cannon-like bass drops]
[Bridge – storm shanty]
[Crew – chanting]
Heave through thunder!
Heave through rain!
Let the ocean learn our name!
Break the wave and damn the tide!
Black Flag sails where dead men ride!
[Captain]
SHE WANTS OUR BLOOD?!
[Crew]
COME TAKE IT!
[Captain]
SHE WANTS OUR SOULS?!
[Crew]
COME CLAIM ’EM!
[Organ roaring]
[Final Chorus – full band]
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
THEN LET THE WHOLE WORLD BLEED!
LET KING AND GHOST AND DEVIL COME—
WE’LL GIVE ’EM WHAT THEY NEED!
THE SEA WANTS BLOOD!
BLACK FLAG AGAINST THEM ALL!
[Crew]
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
[Captain]
Hold course, boys.
[Crewman]
Captain…the fleet’s closing in.
[Captain – gravelly]
Good.
Load the last broadside.
[Outro – organ and thunder]