Mutiny On The Ark Of The Blood Brothers - The Blood Brothers

The last mariner alive on the ark of the Blood Brothers

Hears the five howls of its haunting

One in the sail when the scales of the oil ocean glow pink

One in the cabin for the swollen navels of pregnant sirens

The fins on the backs of dead pirates

Three in the lookout tower for the temptation of cursed pineapples

The deadly lure of Piano Island

Oh oh oh oh oh you never know

The hints of phantom revolt might never ever show

Until you find yourself shaved

Poisoned and dismembered down the throat of the sea

Raise the fucking flag

The flag of mutiny