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a sea shanty about the tale of how the Phantom Captain became what he is link to my discord: / discord LYRICS: Verse I Oh gather ye close, lads, and mind what I say, Of a ship clad in moonlight that won’t drift away. From the black Firth o’ Moray tae seas cold as stone, Sails the Phantom Captain, ne’er sailing alone. Chorus Heave ho, awa we go, Through the haar and the screaming gale, Heave ho, awa we’re bound, Wi’ the Captain o’ the pale-faced sail. Verse II He was once flesh and blood wi’ a compass and creed, A proud Highland mariner, fierce in his need. But greed took the helm on a starless black night, When he swore by his soul tae win death from the tide. Chorus Heave ho, awa we go, Let the lanterns burn blue and thin, Heave ho, awa we’re bound, For the sea aye collects its kin. Verse III The storm broke like cannon o’er timber and prayer, Men screamed tae the heavens—no mercy was there. When dawn should’ve come, there was naught but a groan, And a captain still breathing… though turned into bone. Chorus Heave ho, awa we go, Hear the chains in the undertow, Heave ho, awa we’re bound, Where the drowned and the damned all go. Verse IV Those first lost souls—oh, they rose from the deep, Eyes glowing cauld green where the dead ought tae sleep. Bound fast by his oath and the curse o’ the sea, They follow his orders for all eternity. Chorus Heave ho, awa we go, By the oath and the salt and the foam, Heave ho, awa we’re bound, Ne’er again tae see hearth or home. Verse V They sing when the fog rolls thick as a shroud, A low, keening chant that chills decks o’ the proud. If ye hear it, lads, pray and turn hard from the sound— For the Phantom Captain’s still harvestin’ drowned. Final Chorus (slower, ominous) Heave ho… awa we go… Till the seas themselves run dry, Heave ho… awa we’re bound… For his crew can ne’er live—nor die.