Voice from the Deep

Verse 1

Cold

Wind

Cutting clean through heavy bone

Fancy Lad

Walking where the hours died

Fourteen years

A noble line

Now he is lost

Where the stars and the oceans entwine

Hungry eyes

Twisted shore

Where the past and future war

Pre-Chorus

Falling down to his knees in the salt and the dark

Shadows gathering without any spark

Chorus

Hear the Voice calling through the black

Every order cuts no turning back

From the deep where the lost souls cry

Davy Jones speaks and the boy replies

Is it myth or a cursed command

Blackbeard shadow guides his hand

No crown no choice no past no plan

Just the Voice and the rise of The Black

Verse 2

Flesh

Bone

Legend carved in fear and flame

One hundred men

Or a ghost alone

No two tell the same

Steel

Powder

Thunder cracks

Modern devils dressed in black

Blades that fold

Guns that roar

Storms in armored war

Pre-Chorus

Not pirates of rum and drunken lies

But nightmares born where the old world dies

Chorus

Hear the Voice calling through the black

Every order cuts no turning back

From the deep where the lost souls cry

Davy Jones speaks and the boy replies

Is it myth or a cursed command

Blackbeard shadow guides his hand

No crown no choice no past no plan

Just the Voice and the rise of The Black

Bridge

A locker filled with screams

A broken mind inside the dreams

The boy the key the ocean gate

Bound by hunger sealed by fate

Telepathic tides collide

A thousand worlds crash side by side

He don't lead

He don't decide

He is the voice they hear inside

Chorus

Hear the Voice calling through the black

Every soul they take won't make it back

From the deep where the dead men wait

Davy Jones twists the threads of fate

Is he pawn or the chosen one

Or the echo of what has begun

No past remains no future stands

Just the Voice commanding The Black

Outro

Whispers ride the endless tide

Fancy Lad where worlds collide

Speak boy speak and let them fall

For The Black obeys your call

Obey your call

Obey your call