' Night Squall Horizon '
He sangthe sword of vengeance
Main sail
battle charred and whipping
Night nor
shadow cloud reverse him
Grim hope
keel be sounding
Save souls
gritted teeth did wince
Tankard swill
devil's dark loathing
Deep breath
far Lighthouse glance
Calm hand
hard waves pounding
And his
a lifeboat's chance
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