[Intro – crooked blues guitar, dark bass pulse]
[Old Sailor – ragged whisper]
Captain…
You looking for gold?
[Captain – gravelly]
Depends.
How much gold?
[Old Sailor]
Enough to make a dead man greedy.
[Low bass growl]
[Captain]
…I’m listening.
[Verse 1]
Found him in a tavern
Where the lanterns barely burned,
Had a scar across his forehead
And a lesson never learned.
Laid a rotten piece of parchment
On the table by my drink,
Said, “Every crew that’s followed this
Went straight beneath the drink.”
There were crosses through the islands,
There were names scratched from the page,
And a black mark in the corner
Like a devil in a cage.
[Captain]
What’s waiting at the end?
[Old Sailor]
Gold…
And something guarding it.
[Dubstep surge]
[Pre-Chorus]
[Crew – low]
Gold…
Gold…
GOLD…
[Captain]
How much?
[Old Sailor]
More than kings could spend.
[Captain]
Boys…
[Crew]
AYE?!
[Captain]
WE’RE GOING SAILING!
[Heavy Drop]
[Chorus]
THE DEVIL’S TREASURE MAP!
ROLL THAT ROTTEN PARCHMENT FLAT!
MARK THE COURSE!
POUR THE RUM!
WE AIN’T SCARED OF WHAT MAY COME!
THE DEVIL’S TREASURE MAP!
NO DAMN TURNING BACK!
IF HELL ITSELF PROTECTS THAT GOLD—
WE’LL ROB THE DEVIL BLIND!
[Blues guitar over rolling dubstep bass]
[Verse 2]
Red Molly saw the warning
Written underneath the stain:
“TURN YOUR SHIP BEFORE THE FOG
OR NONE RETURN AGAIN.”
Old Briggs started laughing,
Jack just poured another shot,
Mad Tom kissed the parchment—
Said, “I LIKE THIS MAP A LOT!”
The old man grabbed my jacket,
Said, “Captain, hear me well—
That treasure ain’t been hidden…
It’s been WAITING there in Hell.”
[Industrial bass rising]
[Captain]
Then Hell’s been waiting long enough.
[Crew]
HA!
[Break – heavy groove]
HEAVE-HO!
[Bass hit]
TAKE THE GOLD!
HEAVE-HO!
[Bass hit]
DAMN THE SOUL!
[Crew]
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
[Captain]
AND NO FUCKING FEAR!
[Massive Drop]
[Chorus]
THE DEVIL’S TREASURE MAP!
SET THE SAILS AND DON’T LOOK BACK!
THROUGH THE STORM!
THROUGH THE BLACK!
FOLLOW EVERY BLOODY TRACK!
THE DEVIL’S TREASURE MAP!
LET THE CURSED SEAS ATTACK!
IF THE DEVIL WANTS HIS TREASURE—
HE CAN COME AND TAKE IT BACK!
[Bridge – slow sinister blues]
[Old Sailor]
One last warning…
When the water turns black…
And you hear bells
beneath the waves…
Turn around.
[Captain]
Can’t.
[Old Sailor]
Why?
[Captain – laughing]
Already paid for the map.
[Crushing riff]
[Crew]
HA! HA! HA!
[Breakdown – guitar and dubstep]
GOLD!
[Bass hit]
RUM!
[Bass hit]
BLOOD!
[Bass hit]
GUNS!
[Bass hit]
[Crew]
FOLLOW THE MAP!
FOLLOW THE MAP!
[Captain]
WHERE’S IT LEAD?!
[Crew]
INTO THE BLACK!
[Final Chorus]
THE DEVIL’S TREASURE MAP!
BLACK FLAG FLYING AT OUR BACK!
LOAD THE GUNS!
FILL THE GLASS!
WE’LL TAKE WHATEVER GUARDS THAT CACHE!
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
ONLY FORTUNE CALLS OUR NAME!
[Captain]
Set the heading, boys…
[Crew]
WHERE TO?!
[Captain]
Where sane men don’t sail.
[Final bass drop]