Roaring waves come crashing down,
Falling to the old, worn boards.
Throwing limbs across the deck,
Towards the storm and promised gold.
Brave the tides. Brave the sea.
Treasure lies in unknown waters.
Against all fate. Against all hope.
Promise me, youâll get the gold.
Monsters slash, the krakens bite,
Foes bear arms, in hopes of light.
The rain comes down, the thunder roars,
But all that matter...