a thunderous crash in the dead of the night we ready our weapons prepare for the fight my band of comrades so cruelly betrayed now face the cold edge of justice s blade for they knew where to hit us they knew where to look our fortress was breached and its mighty walls shook accused of this treason i fled to the sea to track down the true source of this treachery sold out betrayed attacked besieged outcast accused honour refused ride the black spot in my hand on a quest for the truth i scour the land this traitorous cur shall die by my hand if i m to be spared i must have his head i will not rest til the traitor is dead i called in all favours i bartered and bribed i must find this turncoat and find him alive and so i was taken to a little old inn and deep in his cups my man sat within we bitterly battled but i won the fight and tied him beneath the high tide mark that night and when i d made sure he could no longer stand i left him there with that black spot in his hand avenged absolved justice made right vengeance deserved honour preserved  ride the black spot in my hand on a quest for the truth i scour the land this traitorous curr shall die by my hand if i m to be spared i must have his head i will not rest til this traitor is dead as the lifeless corpse of my enemy floats in the bay choked on salty brine i swear a deadly oath by poseidon s name no traitor will go unpunished hear these words and tremble for our vengeance shall be swift and merciless ride the black spot in my hand on a quest for the truth i scour the land this traitorous curr shall die by my hand if i m to be spared i must have his head i will not rest til this traitor is dead