Aye Sire, sail your ship towards the land of magic,
And anchor it on the crescent moon
The waves, the melancholy of the sea
Unrevealed secrets of what lies deep down the core of the mighty ocean
Maybe love, maybe darkness
Maybe sirens or sea monsters
Under the silver shimmering light of the moon, lies the pale-skinned pirates
Longing for the life they wished
Some guarding the...