Ghost Ship

Ghost Ship

It sails in silence, it sails at dark
No one ever wants its call to hark
Storms to it no burden, waves a mere annoyance
The Ghost Ship makes its own untroubled voyage

Wind can’t turn it over, waves can’t wash its deck
Forces craftier than nature hold all this in check
Ancient it is, from times when dragons lived
They left us all this terrible, merciless gift

Its deck and bowels are empty, none lurk within
But still no battleship can battle with the Ghost Ship win
It lures, than curses, hurts and kills
Seduce it can the strongest of all wills

The Ghost Ship’s sails are clean, they radiate their black
A figure on the prow, the devil’s favorite cat
Oh yes, hell watches over this forsaken ship
So it could get as many as it can into its cold and bony grip

Gouge out their eyes, then eat their hearts!
The Ghost Ship never hungry from his prey departs
Such horrors as on this damned, acursed craft
Nowhere on the sea you’d find, search ye every map

So if you hear a voice over the calm night sea
Wake your captain, tell him of it and swiftly flee
For ‘tis the Ship of Ghosts that whispers in your ear
‘Tis the one thing that every decent man must fear