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Infernal Caribbean

The king and his men

stole the queen from her bed

and bound her in her bones

The seas be ours and by the powers

Where we will well roam

 

Yo, ho, haul together

hoist the colors high

heave ho, thieves and beggars

never say we die

 

Some men have died and some are alive

And others sail on the sea

with He keys to the cage

and the Devil to pay we lay to Fiddler's Green

 

The bell has been raised

from it's watery grave

do you hear it's sepulchral tone

We are a call to all, pay head the squall

and turn your sail toward home

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Taken on October 20, 2008