Pirated by Heart

In war, hope for smoke Should iron kill her king Leaving land forgotten And possibly You His knotted cloth above the sea Blowing bizarre Burning blood white For it to not come across The deep ore which filled her bosom Underneath the homes Pink play Fear we legendary maelstrom Confused of the hate Their matured produced against us For ye elders saw an injured ship in the midnight A broken heart like any other Just seen And laughed This hate (Reproduced To match sand grains) Plays across mY face Bloodies his hand Her teeth To pierce a golden piece Too big Where your queen's skull were To hear it coming In the mist of the fallen stars In the midst Of where your God had dropped you And left you to cry And die To be ripped from eyes At our hands We laugh We won