Ghosts of the Black Tide

[Verse]
The moon cuts the sky like a jagged knife
Shadows creep where the dead take life
Plank’s creaking screams
The salt-soaked air
One ghost to another
None will spare
[Chorus]
Ghost pirate rise
Hear the battle cry
The creed’s in our veins
We live
We die
Bloodshed calls
Where the black tide roams
It’s me or the ghost of Davy Jones
[Verse 2]
Steel meets bone
Though no flesh remains
Cursed voices sing their deathly refrains
The sea is a judge
The sea don’t lie
One sword will fall
One soul will fly
[Prechorus]
Clash and break
The world stands still
This mortal combat bends no will
[Chorus]
Ghost pirate rise
Hear the battle cry
The creed’s in our veins
We live
We die
Bloodshed calls
Where the black tide roams
It’s me or the ghost of Davy Jones
[Bridge]
Echoes of laughter
A cruel refrain
The plank is waiting
A sea of pain
Dead men tell tales
But not this fight
Two shadows fade into endless night

emo, moody verses with soaring, pop, guitar-driven choruses; heavy percussion and dramatic tension build the atmosphere of a haunted sea battle, blending dark, emo rap meets pop rock, rap, pop rock