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[[LYRICS!!]] She wore her halo like a warning sign, Captain of ghosts and tide-born light. Then Cupid laughed in the storm-black air— Soft little god with a cruel love dare. One clean strike where her courage lived, Not blood—just a light that wouldn’t forgive. And down she fell past the world’s last hymn Into Hell’s red surf, and it swallowed her wings. Pre-Chorus The sea below had teeth made of names, All her old prayers turned into chains. She tried to curse him, tried to go numb— But love is a riot you can’t outrun. Chorus She rose from the seas of Hell—heartbroken and holy, Salt on her lips, still saying his name lowly. Stabbed by Cupid, blessed and ruined, She’s alive, she’s aching, she’s not done moving. And there’s a sailor on the surface she can’t attain— She can see his hands, but she can’t reach his vein. So she steers through the dark with a smile like a spell: The Pirate Angels don’t sink… they rise from Hell. Verse 2 She walks the deck with a tremor of grace, Fire in her eyes, frost in her face. Crew hears the cracks in her captain voice— Like thunder trying to sound like poise. He’s just a sailor, all mortal heat, Laughing too easy, standing too close to sleep. But fate drew a line she can’t cross at all— She’s an exile crowned, he’s a lighthouse small. Pre-Chorus 2 He asks, “You okay?” and she almost breaks, ‘Cause kindness is worse than the devil’s fakes. She turns away so he won’t see How love looks like captivity. Chorus She rose from the seas of Hell—heartbroken and holy, Salt on her lips, still saying his name lowly. Stabbed by Cupid, blessed and ruined, She’s alive, she’s aching, she’s not done moving. And there’s a sailor on the surface she can’t attain— She can see his hands, but she can’t reach his vein. So she steers through the dark with a smile like a spell: The Pirate Angels don’t sink… they rise from Hell. Bridge (cinematic, build to breaking point) She could conquer cities with a whisper of sin, But she can’t conquer the ache under her skin. Every wave says, “Take him,” every law says, “No.” Every star says, “Leave,” every wound says, “Hold.” He doesn’t know she’s drowning in daylight, He doesn’t know her love is a battlefield—quiet. So she prays to nothing, then laughs at the sky: “If I can’t have him, I’ll still survive.” Final Chorus (bigger, choir-adlibs vibe) She rose from the seas of Hell—heartbroken and holy, A fallen angel captain, moving lonely. Stabbed by Cupid, blessed and ruined, Still she sails like a storm that’s choosing. And there’s a sailor on the surface she can’t attain— She’ll guard his life while she carries her pain. She’ll turn that heartbreak into heavenless wealth— The Pirate Angels don’t sink… they rise from Hell. (ad-libs: “don’t touch the wound,” “don’t say his name,” “keep the ship straight,” “love is a flame”)