CUM DIE SEPTIMA IN MENSE SEPTIMO LUNA ANTE SOLEM MOVEBIT. AQUAE DIVIDEBUNTUR ET HORROREM EMITTEBUND E TENEBRIS ABYSSIS. NIHIL ENIM INULTUM RESTAT. A storm comes closer from the north. An icy breath of death and fear is howling through this cloudy night. Lightning strikes and thunder, a roaring force of darkness breaks the waves and sets its sails again. Once upon a long time ago we led a frightening legion of pirates at war. Our master sold our souls straight to the conquerors to fill his treasure chest. Slaughtered for cheap gold, countersunk and sold, we rise again to seek revenge! I am the helms man of the black swan. The sunken fear of the oceans rises again from its deep wet grave. Vengeance for the undead souls of the black swan. In front of the northern shores the master has abandoned the ship to save his bloody soul. Surrounded by aggressive fleets there was no way out, were damned to die alone. Slaughtered for cheap gold, countersunk and sold, we rise again to seek revenge! I am the helms man of the black swan. The sunken fear of the oceans rises again from its deep wet grave. Vengeance for the undead souls of the black swan. ...NIHIL ENIM INULTUM RESTAT. The masters safe no longer. Our quest will not end until we cage his soul into his mouldy chest...
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