Hitting rocks, not at Fromveur Sound
Where the Drummond Castle was smashed
All hands drowned
More ice than sent Titanic down
Silks fit for Kubla’s palace stitched up in my gown
Investigation proved sailing was first smooth
But ultimately careless or unskillful navigation, classic Navy, won the day
On beef I’m gravy, provoke me god save ye
Haunt me, I’m crazy, the victims of my blade
Denmark’s king, appearing on the ramparts above my gate.
Alchemisland 
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