Twas a dark stormy night
On the All Hallow's eve
That Viktor Groth steered his ship
Through the black tides of sea
From whence the storm
Had laid its seige
None had a hint or clue
Tis they new for sure
They'd be dead
Till the new morn was due
Afraid to lose his ship
Unwilling to lose the loot
Viktor called on the devil
'I shall make a tryst with you'
And so he lived to tell the tale
He lived to tell many more
The Devil's messenger on this earth
Fear of anyone who dared to row
Even the sirens turned their tails
He was cold to the warmth of love
What he preyed on- human hearts
Though anything human he'd long forgot
He lived with the ghosts
They formed his crew
And anyone foolish soon realized
Anyone who messes
With Viktor's crew
Is the one who surely dies
And then the day dawned anew
When Viktor saw Gail Remington
And at once remebered all
Their love when they were young
He cried out as her ship came near
For here was the ultimate test
He had to torture and to kill
The one he'd always loved best
As she was tied and brought onboard
His heart lurched at the memory
Sweet caresses, sweeter kisses
One fateful night at sea
So he proceeded with the knife
To scar what he had always cared about
But instead he cut his chest
And pulled his own beating heart out
'Take this and be happy'
He shouted for the world to hear
As he fell to his knees, fell into the sea
And disappeared
For lo my friend and tis the truth
A man can be the devil himself
But in the end wat one would do for love
Can wake the devil himself from hell
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