Long She sailed through the open waves and sea
Long she sailed, in her lord's service in golden silken shrouds.
like the payment her crew was getting for her bloody services.
A blood washed deck in return for a handsome fee.
All the countries far and near
Of his emanates enemies cowered in fear.
When they stammered out the ships name.
Ternish! Ternish! decks burning like a hearth’s dying furnace!
Whenever, or wherever you spot her quiver with fear.
And you hear her name from the wind whispering near.
Her blood speckled fore decks glisten with horrible fates.
The crew, are the souls of evil men, their eyes glisten with hate.
And burn, like feral coals in the sun’s holy light and the moons embrace.
Evil, like the demons of hell with evil glee as they kill slowly,
when you're caught, there is no hurry or race.
From the far reaches of the oceans of all the seven seas
They ignore any begging and are deaf to any pleas
For any mercy is being dead before feeding the oceans great fish
Ternish! Ternish, beware!
Here comes the ship from the crimson oceans of hell!
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