Captain Armando Salazar was his name,
A mighty pirate hunter of much acclaim,
Until a young Sparrow brought upon him unbearable shame,
And sent the Spanish man and his crew to a prison of death and flame,
Causing them to suffer in a state of permanent pain and maim.
Trapped forever in a desolate place,
The Silent Mary, along with her captain and crew, disappeared without a trace,
Until years later, when a British ship sailed into view,
Unaware of the curse that had fallen through.
Entering the Devil's Triangle, the sailors fell victim to an unforeseen coup de grace,
All save for one young sailor so handsome in face.
The Spanish captain and his men go below deck,
To search for any other survivors, they check.
The young sailor gazes upon their frightful sight,
While the semi-decomposing man walks through iron walls,
And looks down in astound,
As he stabs a wanted poster and lifts it off the ground,
His eyes burning with a rage as powerful as cannonballs,
For the image beholds the infamous pirate that led him to his spite.
The Spanish captain looks at the boy with admire,
His pale face scarred from the long ago explosion of fire,
As the young sailor looks upon him with eyes filled with dire,
And asks him to find the pirate of his acquire,
To relay a message of death is his one and only desire.
He then allows the boy to leave, while the Spaniard plots to conspire.
Not too long after the interaction,
A magic spell soon starts to take action,
As The Silent Mary begins to move by a fraction,
Filling her captain and his crew with a deep-loving satisfaction.
Free at last from the triangle of Bermuda,
More frightening than a barracuda,
The band of pirate-hating ghosts had emerged,
To hunt down the Sparrow, their anger had resurged.
For the first time in years,
Captain Salazar heard nothing from his men but cheers.
As he stood at the helm of his ship, the Spanish captain could not help but grin,
As he stretched out his arms, feeling his long, black hair flowing in the wind,
The warm sunlight shining down upon his pale face,
While The Silent Mary began to pick up the pace.
Cruel and determined once more,
The Spanish captain's only thought now was to head for shore,
To finish what he had started before,
And end the line of piracy through the means of war and gore.
"It's time to hunt a pirate", Captain Salazar remarks,
While a chores of dead birds follows undead sharks.
An adrenaline rush flows down to his marrow,
As the ghostly Spanish captain waits to kill the Sparrow.
A new reign of terror he begins to spread,
Crushing pirate ships along the way and turning the water from blue to red,
Eliminating scoundrels like the Fates who took life with the cut of a thread.
Leaving behind a trail of death and debris,
He'll stop at nothing until he finishes his mission: to kill every pirate at sea!