Wharf Heir
A new era of strategized destruction
Where the sand meets the sea
Beginning of pandemonium
What will come forward for a tasty bite to eat
Knowing so little about what lies beneath
This wharf will be claimed mine
This is the rightful home bestowed upon me
Those in the line of fire will be soaked in their own blood
I am Duke of the Docks, king of the ocean rocks
Tentacle turrets ripping through the mortal enemies stronger than ocean currents
Throw you off the edge and let the ocean do the rest
Slam your helpless bodies in the pillars beneath
A ragdoll of you flail between the posts
Bouncing off like pin balls, see who can score the most
Salt enters the wounds, infects the survivors
Hoping the tide swallows you whole
A new era of strategized destruction
All of this fear you bear, a means to warfare
All of this fear you bear, a means to warfare
Once mortal enemies set their differences aside
If we lose the wharf, we lose the war
No real separation of good and evil
Just one ruler that will not leave his place
Throw you off the edge and let the ocean do the rest
Slam your helpless bodies in the pillars beneath
A ragdoll of you flail between the posts
Bouncing off like pin balls, see who can score the most
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Where the sand meets the sea
Beginning of pandemonium
What will come forward for a tasty bite to eat
Knowing so little about what lies beneath
This wharf will be claimed mine
This is the rightful home bestowed upon me
Those in the line of fire will be soaked in their own blood
I am Duke of the Docks, king of the ocean rocks
Tentacle turrets ripping through the mortal enemies stronger than ocean currents
Throw you off the edge and let the ocean do the rest
Slam your helpless bodies in the pillars beneath
A ragdoll of you flail between the posts
Bouncing off like pin balls, see who can score the most
Salt enters the wounds, infects the survivors
Hoping the tide swallows you whole
A new era of strategized destruction
All of this fear you bear, a means to warfare
All of this fear you bear, a means to warfare
Once mortal enemies set their differences aside
If we lose the wharf, we lose the war
No real separation of good and evil
Just one ruler that will not leave his place
Throw you off the edge and let the ocean do the rest
Slam your helpless bodies in the pillars beneath
A ragdoll of you flail between the posts
Bouncing off like pin balls, see who can score the most
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Face us— our final solution
Blame us— for every ounce of blood that you've lost
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Sprinkle, Andrew Virrueta
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