For the Glory of the King

O by the Glory of King
And by His right to all the Land,
I sail and then I sing.
I bring His Flag across the Sands.
The Righteous Will of God;
I bear a Rifle and a Ring
For the Glory of the King!

Upon this Ship a Navy,
And within my hands a Flag.
I wander about saving
All the savage, raging Hags.
Prepare yourself for War and
Feel the Pleasure or the Sting!
For the Glory of the King!

What weakness I have witnessed
In the Order of the Others!
Bring to me your Business
And your Sisters and your Brothers!
Feel not the fear beseeching you,
That puny little thing,
For the Glory of the King!

The ones who came before us,
Although worthy of their Time,
Will flee or will adore us,
Lest they taste the salty Brine!
What’s mine shall be forsaken.
Its Allegiance it will bring!
For the Glory of the King!

The Fire and the Toil
of the mighty Royal Siege;
The Water that we boil,
And the Animals we bleed,
Will force them all to love us
or be crushed with what we fling!
For the Glory of the King!

The Land around me blackened,
And the Fields destroyed by Salt.
The Tales we tell hark back and
justify the Great Assault.
With nothing left around them,
They must now accept the Ring.
For the Glory of the King!

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