The Black Spot
- Great Master (2019)You are listening to the song The Black Spot by Great Master, in album Skull and Bones - Tales from Over the Seas. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
Lyrics
A simple piece of paper
With one blackened side
A message for your life
To the one who has betrayed.
A verdict of guilt or judgement
A source of much fear
It can depose a leader
By force or killed outright.
With consent of each crew member
It's placed in your hand
A source of pure madness
It mark your time forever.
This is the black spot.
A Simple piece of paper
With one blackened side
A message for your life
To the one who has betrayed.
A verdict of guilt or judgement
A source of much fear
A source of pure madness
It mark your time forever.
No control
No escape
Fear of death
Without chance
Informers, traitors
The black spot is dread.
The message is clear
There's a voice out there
Removed from the gibbed
Captain Vane's remains.
Captain Throckmorton
The first to betray
The black spot
Appeared
it will not be the last.
It's a sign of dread and pain
For those who leave the road and the code.
Heed it, and reclaim
Your place amongst us
Ignore it and you follow
Throckmorton in the dark.
Taking the pardon rolls
I knew your names
Respect your first oath
To the very end.
Tell me now are you a traitor?
Use your mind and do not be wrong
Send a sign to save you.
A Simple piece of paper
With one blackened side
A message for your life
To the one who has betrayed.
A verdict of guilt or judgement
A source of much fear
A source of pure madness
It mark your time forever.
No control
No escape
Fear of death
Without chance
Informers, traitors
The black spot is dread.
A Simple piece of paper
With one blackened side
A message for your life
To the one who has betrayed.
A verdict of guilt or judgement
A source of much fear
It can depose a leader
By force or killed outright.
With consent of each crew member
It's placed in your hand
A source of pure madness
It mark your time forever.
No control
No escape
Fear of death
Without chance
Informers, traitors
The black spot is death.
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