storm at deepend sea, black above and death beneith.

death awaits them all, ingolfed in waves we watch them fall.

welcomed by the deep, all are gone they live deceased.

called when storms arise, back to the top to take all lives.

the monsters of the sea, cursed to walk and never breathe.

zombies of the dept, death will come in every step.

lightning is there blade, stained with blood from men they\'ve slayed.

beckend by the rain, ships to reck and blood to drain.

pirates of the deep, they\'ll take your life and soul they keep

gold is not their gole, victums decend to oceans hole.

covered by the storm, your life is gone but bloods still warm.