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Come Catharina and kiss the gold medal, a trophy for the most respected man around* |
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Breathe with me from the opium pipe and drink a little more wine. |
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I love you, but not as much as my sea, ship and crew. |
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What?! |
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Now you hide your fears lest it becomes your fault should I choose to molest you. |
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Catharina! |
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If you try to leave, there will be grief. |
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A wonderful house built for my wife to dwell, still nagging like one of my annoying men. |
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Catharina! |
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He defies the trust in marriage and god. |
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For there are bloodstains on the captain's log. |
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I stand for greed, lust and the willpower to defeat. |
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The mask I wear is kind, with a distorted face underneath. |
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I believe in bliss through violence and suppression. |
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Take, rob and rape. |
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Don't let these filthy foreigners escape. |
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On our pillage through the Indian seas, we sail heartless under the flag of piracy. |
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Ravish and ruin their lives. |
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Execute their children right before their eyes. |
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My treasure chambers, teeming with the riches I adore. |
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I call it passion, not a sin, to kill for more and more. |
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Come Catharina and kiss the gold medal, a trophy for the most respected man around. |
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Breathe with me from the opium the opium pipe and drink a little more wine. |
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I love you, but not as much as my sea, ship and crew. |
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What?! |
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Now hold your tears lest it becomes your fault I should choose to violate you. |
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Once he sailed the course of trade and righteousness. |
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A stern, yet stout, master of the sea. |
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Now his soul drowns in condescension. |
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His mind corrupted and martyred by greed. |
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Bloodstains on the captain's log! |