I Angered Charles Vane

I became a criminal who plunders at seas / Pillages port towns
Sinking vessels / Just to forget the past
Only to find an emotion for what it’s worth living
It’s the total eclipse of consciousness
If you have the weight of the past on your shoulders
You can’t be the king of yourself
And I changed course only to follow it alone
Passing through the storm of my life
When I turn I see no one by my side
All I can see are my decisions that lead me here to die
Lost / At this sea of sorrow / GHOST / For those I left behind
Always remembering / Deadman tell no tales
Searching for gold riches treasures and alchol
You can’t be the king of yourself
How low will you go?
I wanna find an anchor to stop my endless journey in search of myself
I need a wharf where to dock my essence / to stop my journey