The Siren’s Gambit

Sea Shanty Inspired by Ursla & the Wicked Witch. I was bored, so I thought I’d have fun. Again...lol ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lyrics: ~~~~~~~~~ You hear that, my pretties? The tide is turning... and so is my patience. The moon is a shilling, pressed on a velvet sky A currency paid for the gullible and spry You followed the lanterns I hung with such care Now you’re caught in the riptide, trapped in my lair The charts that you trusted were drawn by my hand Leading your vessel right onto the sand… So raise your tankards, you fools, make a toast! To the queen of the depths and the treacherous coast! HEAVE! HO! THE DEEP BELOW! Heave! Ho! The deep below! MY CURRENT PULLS AND YOU WON’T GO! My current pulls, and we won’t go! YOUR SHIP AND SOUL ARE MINE TO BORROW! Our ship and soul are yours to borrow! HEAVE! HO! TO YOUR SORROW! Your captain now sleeps in my coral-lined room His arrogance is now his watery tomb His glittering jewels and his promise of gold A pathetic little story so recklessly told I’ll take your riches, I’ll take all your pride And anchor your bones with the turning tide… So sing loud your shanties, your last little pleas! And thank your sad gods you were shipwrecked on me! HEAVE! HO! THE DEEP BELOW! Heave! Ho! The deep below! MY CURRENT PULLS AND YOU WON’T GO! My current pulls, and we won’t go! YOUR SHIP AND SOUL ARE MINE TO BORROW! Our ship and soul are yours to borrow! HEAVE! HO! TO YOUR SORROW! You think this is hell? This cold, black abyss? Oh, my darling fools… You don’t know what hell is. Hell is a king with a hollow crown. Hell is a witch they tried to drown. Hell is the power they said I should lack… So I built my own throne from the wrecks on my back. Now the world is my ocean, and you’re just the bait… Do you like your new home? Isn’t fate just… grand? HEAVE! HO! THE DEEP BELOW! Heave! Ho! The deep below! MY CURRENT PULLS AND YOU WON’T GO! My current pulls, and we won’t go! YOUR SHIP AND SOUL ARE MINE TO BORROW! Our ship and soul are yours to borrow! HEAVE! HO! TO YOUR SORROW! Heave ho… sweetlings. Welcome to the choir. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Original Lyrics by Aurora Dust-Wulf AI-generated by the Suno AI app