Fancy Lad

Verse 1

Silver spoons

Broken plates

A bloodline proud and heavy weights

Fourteen years since the grace of England

Now you're drifting in a shattered place

Cold

Bitter

Winds carve through your skin

The hunger starts where the pride wears thin

A starving boy on a wooden floor

A ghost

A shell

A closing door

Pre-Chorus

He hits the ground

The hunger wins

The whisper crawls

The dark begins

Chorus

Fancy Lad

Fancy Lad

Hear the call

You ain't a boy

Not anymore at all

You are the Voice

You speak

They move

Every word is fate you choose

Davy Jones found a broken boy

Now The Black sails by your hand

Fancy Lad

Verse 2

Second breath

Inside his own

A parasitic power on a hollow throne

He wakes up to the silence of the room

Like something lost in a watery tomb

I am the tide

I am the chain

I am the hunger

In the rain

The locker waits and the souls must fall

And you

My boy

Will feed it all

Pre-Chorus

No food

No fire

No light

Whispers tell you wrong from right

Chorus

Fancy Lad

Fancy Lad

Hear the call

You ain't a boy

Not anymore at all

You are the Voice

You speak

They move

Every word is fate you choose

Davy Jones lives inside the boy

Still The Black bends to your hand

Fancy Lad

Bridge

They say Blackbeard walks the haze

A shifting face through endless days

A myth

A man

Or something worse

A living echo or a heavy curse

Steel and thunder

Modern war

Not cutlass tales from days before

They follow every word you cast

The shadow's wrath is here at last

Break

Speak

Command

Feed the deep

Chorus

Fancy Lad

Fancy Lad

Claim the call

Burn the doubt and take it all

You are the Voice

No longer weak

The ocean listens when you speak

Davy Jones remade the boy

You are The Black at your command

Fancy Lad

Outro

A boy once lost

Now never found

A king with no throne

But every sound

The sea don't choose

It takes

It molds

It speaks through you

Fancy Lad

Fancy Lad

Fancy Lad