Blackgut

Meet Blackgut. He’s not the kind of Pirate Lord who’s going on a grand, romantic adventure to find buried treasure. He’s the kind of Pirate Lord who’s a walking infection on a wooden hull. He’s the rot at the center of the ocean, and if you’re still breathing on his deck, it’s only because he hasn't run out of other things to entertain him yet. Song by: Dead Channel Audio Lyrics: [Intro] Call me Blackgut Rotting through the red coat Drop the dead weight This whole f***ing ship floats on pure hate Mutt flashed his teeth Snapped at the hand Cook gutted the boy Didn't wait for the command Carved him up clean Chewing gristle and grease Yeah Belly full of the beast [Pre-Chorus] You pray for the storm I pray for the wreck Boot on your spine, blade at your neck [Chorus] I am the rot Rotten to the f***ing core Born in the dark, I own the night Take what I want Bleed who I like If you wake up breathing It's your lucky f***ing night Lucky f***ing night [Verse 2] Crew stays quiet The water is worse I brand my name on the skin L-l-like a curse Dragged the priest by his collar Made the holy man choke Stuffed his b***-ass prayers right back down his throat Hung him high Hung him high I sleep just fine [Pre-Chorus] You pray for the storm I pray for the wreck Boot on your spine, blade at your neck [Chorus] I am the rot Rotten to the f***ing core Born in the dark, I own the night Take what I want Bleed who I like If you wake up breathing It's your lucky f***ing night Lucky f***ing night [Bridge] Captain crawling Kissing the boots Took his life Fed his wife Danced on the deck Itch on my d*** [Breakdown] I am the foot on your f***ing neck Foot on your f***ing neck Drown Go ahead and f***ing drown [Chorus] I am the rot Rotten to the f***ing core Born in the dark, I own the night Take what I want Bleed who I like If you wake up breathing It's your lucky f***ing night Lucky f***ing night [Outro] Lucky night Sleep tight Blackgut Not a single soul alive