The avian of the nautical way,

Come and go as you please.

Your dark gem is enough to convey

That we should all be free.

Manipulation is your pointed stake,

It lets you shoot the breeze.

Vocabulary, no mistake,

They'll all fall to their knees.

Come with me/Raven Pisces;

Sail with me/I own the sea.

The commodore comes as he was told,

Metal hath no clemency.

They'll trade you with spices and your soul,

Gained a side but lost destiny.

She's got a Will, but desires you so,

Extravagant, you flaunt.

She'll sail away for 'tis time you go,

Tools show you what you want.

Come with me/Raven Pisces;

Sail with me/I own the sea.