A Pirate's Curse (Nevermore Brains)

(Verse 1) The Dread Captain Pegleg, once a sailor bold and true, Now a husk of what he was, with a crew of shuffling hue. Cursed by a voodoo witch, on a forgotten, haunted isle, We sail the endless ocean, with a hunger and a smile. (Chorus) Heave ho, heave ho, a zombie's weary song, No rum to fill our bellies, where we truly belong. We search for hidden islands, for a potion or a spell, To break this wretched curse, and escape this living hell. (Verse 2) We board the ships of fortune, with a tattered, tattered sail, Not for gold or jewels we plunder, but for stories that prevail. Of healers far and distant, of herbs with magic bright, To mend our rotting bodies, and set our spirits right. (Chorus) Heave ho, heave ho, a zombie's weary song, No rum to fill our bellies, where we truly belong. We search for hidden islands, for a potion or a spell, To break this wretched curse, and escape this living hell. (Verse 3) The waves they crash and thunder, a constant, mournful sound, A haunting echo of the life, that on this ship was found. We see the fear in living eyes, as they raise their trembling swords, But all we seek is solace, a chance to mend our chords. (Chorus) Heave ho, heave ho, a zombie's weary song, No rum to fill our bellies, where we truly belong. We search for hidden islands, for a potion or a spell, To break this wretched curse, and escape this living hell. (Outro) The Dread Captain Pegleg, forever on the roam, A tortured soul, a yearning heart, to find his way back home.