The Pirates of Cathay

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Through the dungeons of peril

We have marched til dusk of dawn;

Sailed the might Eastern ships

With the dragon painted on.


There are caskets full of gold

Found from bloody tales of old;

Where the rock besets the sea

Under ocean depths of cold.


Swinging lanterns in the dark;

Pools of laughing waters.

Captain says we cannot get out,

The quest above all matters.


Danger lies beneath the moon,

The crest of rock discloses:

Shining statue of the Rune

Where the mad sea poises.


We have journeyed past the sun,

With the fretful sea at bay.

Now the Rune treasure lies

With the Pirates of Cathay.



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