White blades
Of waves
For us
It's chance
For you it's
A lonely grave
We are
The one's
Whose black-flagged ship
Toss a challenge to a cruel-hearted no-holds-barred storms
Our will
can't bend
It is like steel
It doesn't fear the breath of angry northern winds
Lightings cut into parts
Black womb of irate skies
And free the scourge of storm
The scourge of rebel no-holds-barred storm
There are no doubts
And no regrets
We made a choice and it gave us a lucky chance
It's better to
Be buried in a sea
Than be a shore loafer, who has sowed wild oats on the ground for years
Lightings cut into parts
Black womb of irate skies
And free the scourge of storm
The scourge of no-holds-barred, cruel-hearted rebel storms
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