Track · Aug 23, 2026 · English
THE COLLECTOR’S THRONE
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[Intro – slow reggae bass, dark blues guitar]
[Captain – gravelly]
The sea split wide before us,
Black walls on either side.
We sailed into the wound
Where living waters go to die.
Three coins burned upon my belt.
Our black flag hung still.
Then darkness opened underneath…
And swallowed ship and keel.
[Deep reggae bass drop]
[Crew – low]
Hold fast…
[Captain]
Nobody lets go.
[Slow crushing riff]
[Verse 1]
We landed on dead water
Underneath a hollow sky.
Thousands of wrecks surrounded us,
Stacked a mile high.
Chains hung from every mast.
Silver covered every deck.
And on a throne of anchors…
Sat the bastard we had chased.
No crown upon his rotten head.
Just chains around his frame.
[Crew – whispered]
The Collector…
[Captain]
Found you.
[Reggae dubstep pulse]
[Chorus – slow gang chant]
COLLECTOR’S THRONE!
DEAD MAN’S GOLD!
HOW MANY SOULS
DO YOUR CHAINS HOLD?!
BLACK FLAG HIGH!
HERE WE STAND!
WE CAME OURSELVES
TO YOUR CURSED LAND!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
CUT OUR CREW
FROM YOUR DOMAIN!
[Heavy bass drop]
[Verse 2]
He rose without a sound.
Every wreck began to groan.
“You crossed my sea willingly.
Now your souls belong below.”
[Captain]
You talk too fucking much.
I threw the three coins down.
They struck the black water…
And his kingdom shook.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
First coin split apart.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
Then the second cracked.
[Single deep reggae bass drop]
The witch’s coin burst open…
And her voice came roaring back.
[Crew – low]
BREAK THE CHAIN…
[Captain]
There you are.
The Collector stepped backward.
Not anger.
Fear.
[Crew]
HE’S AFRAID!
[Captain]
Good.
Now we know it hurts.
[Breakdown – slow reggae groove]
The witch’s voice surrounded us.
“His silver binds the dead.”
Every coin across the wrecks
Began shaking in its place.
Thousands upon thousands.
A name carved into each face.
[Crew – building]
BREAK THE COINS!
BREAK THE CHAINS!
[Captain]
Boys…
We found his weakness.
[Heavy dubstep drop]
The Collector raised one hand.
Every chain snapped tight.
[Massive deep bass drop]
Our ship lurched toward his throne.
[Crew]
CAPTAIN!
[Captain]
HOLD HER!
He stared straight at me.
“You carry the final debt.”
[Silence]
[Captain]
Then collect it yourself.
[Final Chorus – slow and crushing]
COLLECTOR’S THRONE!
YOUR TIME HAS COME!
WE FOUND THE HEART
OF WHAT YOU’VE DONE!
BREAK THE GOLD!
BREAK THE CHAINS!
SET FREE EVERY
STOLEN NAME!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
BLACK FLAG NEVER
BOWS IN CHAINS!
COLLECTOR!
HERE WE STAND!
COME TAKE YOUR DEBT—
FROM MY FUCKING HAND!
[Outro – slow reggae bass]
The Collector left his throne.
Every dead ship turned toward us.
[Crew – low]
Captain…
There’s thousands.
[Captain]
Aye.
But only one Collector.
Load the cannons.
[Deep bass drop]
Let’s end this.
Style
slow southern metal bluesheavy reggae dubstepgravelly captaincrew chantsdeep bass groovecrushing riffsenglish
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Tankitall
TankitallGeneratedAug 23, 2026
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