ice cube pirate
id like to bury my gold in your chest
no one is brave enough to tread your heart
it shall be safe there
tucked between your blood and your ice
they pillage; they die
marooned on your atlantic vein
bones as white as the rotting snow
no one is brave enough to tread your heart
it shall be safe there
tucked between your blood and your ice
they pillage; they die
marooned on your atlantic vein
bones as white as the rotting snow