Vane - Davy's Grip

Die!

Here I stand, watch,
As you take your steps
I watch as you walk
Just like I planned

Grand design, right from the start
Blackbeard’s betrayal was only first part

You think you’ll survive
You’ll come out on top
Yet this is our game
We forced you to play
I have designed your fall
You’re sailing through shallows
You made the wrong call

Load the starboard guns
(let hell rain on him)

I can see you run around
Like in a whorehouse ablaze
Turning the tables
On your intended fate
I have traded your life
Here come the British it’s your time to die

Well the Crown is waiting, let us waste no time
Soon you’ll be caught
I will watch you surrender, lie flat on your...
On your back

You are naive
And you are deranged,
Like a puppet on a string
We left your dreams to incinerate
And bought our lives back
We will appease the British Crown
We sold your ship too
I can only smirk
At things they will do to you

Load the starboard guns
(let hell rain on him)
You will not spare a life
(of a single traitor)

I have designed your fall
You are sailing through shallows
You made the wrong call
Your life is now done

I have traded your life
It’s your time to die
I have traded your life
Say your goodbyes

Here I stand, now watching you fall
You’re sailing through shallows
You made the wrong call
Your life is now forfeit
I‘ve traded your life
Here comes the end

You are naive
And you are deranged,
Like a puppet on a string
We left your dreams to incinerate
And bought our lives back
We will appease the British Crown
We sold your ship too
I can only smirk

At things they will do to you
Fool
The things they will do
To you and your crew
When they are through
Nothing’s left of you