The Pirates Code

Whispers of the ocean, secrets in the tide,

Celtic melodies are calling, pirates can't hide.

On the midnight sea, where the stars align,

Pirates dance with shadows, stories intertwined.

A vow to the code, etched in every scar,

Bound by the mystic rules, strange and bizarre.

Echoes of the past, haunting the breeze,

Trust in the brotherhood, beneath the canopy of trees.

The violin sings, a siren's cry,

Guiding through the stormy sky.

Pirates' code, unbroken and bold,

Mystic tales in whispers told.

With violin's cry and drum's steady beat,

We sail the secrets, brave and elite.

Through tempest and calm, unyielding they stand,

Bound by the law of the pirate's land.

Stone and sea, they never fold,

Carved in legends, the pirates' code.

Sway with the night, let the stories unfold,

In the echoes of the violin, brave and old.