Blackwake | Epic Pirate Music (Chapter 1) | Garrick Vale Saga

Epic Pirate Music — Chapter I of the Garrick Vale Saga.
Meet Captain Garrick Vale, a ruthless navigator who reads the sea like a ledger. But on a night called Blackwake, betrayal strikes, the north disappears, and his crew is taken. This is where the oath begins.

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BLACKWAKE SAGA — Chapter I
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Lyrics:
Blackwake… blackwake…
Cold out of season, the sea won’t sleep.

I read the stars like ledgers in the dark,
Counted every mile, every reef, every spark.
We came in quiet with the tide as our shield,
Steel in the hold and a debt to be healed.
A raven banner breathed on salted wind—
And the water turned wrong where the channel should bend.

No thunder spoke, yet the timbers all knew,
A hum in my ring like a nail biting through.
My compass stared back with the north torn away…
And I learned what the sea doesn’t say.

Call me Garrick Vale, call me what you please,
I don’t beg the deep, I make it answer me.
But Blackwake broke my name in two—
By a hand unseen and a promise sold through.
So mark this night with iron and oath:
I’ll take his crown of lies, I’ll drag it to the foam.
If the north is missing, I’ll carve my own—
Rook will learn what I’m owed.

Silence on deck where my orders should land,
Eyes too steady, coins too clean in the hand.
The quartermaster smiles like a lock with a key,
Says “We’re not lost, Captain… we’re simply at sea.”
Then cannonlight blossoms like a crooked dawn,
And my Black Charter’s gone before I can draw.

A word in the smoke, like a prayer or a curse—
“Skeld…”—and it slips through the teeth of the worst.
The cold crawls upward, the rigging goes pale,
As if some far shoreline is tightening the gale.

Call me Garrick Vale, call me what you please,
I don’t beg the deep, I make it answer me.
But Blackwake broke my name in two—
By a hand unseen and a promise sold through.
So mark this night with iron and oath:
I’ll take his crown of lies, I’ll drag it to the foam.
If the north is missing, I’ll carve my own—
Rook will learn what I’m owed.

I won’t paint the deck in stories men admire,
No glory in the gun, no mercy in the fire.
Just a quiet vow where the lanterns die:
I will not forgive. I will not pass by.
And if the sea keeps secrets in a tongue of stone,
Let it sing to my ring—
I’ll follow it home.

Call me Garrick Vale, call me what you please,
I don’t beg the deep, I make it answer me.
Blackwake took my flag, my proof, my crew—
But it left me a path that the cold pulls through.
So mark this night with iron and oath:
I’ll take his crown of lies, I’ll drag it to the foam.
If the north is missing, I’ll carve my own—
Blackwake… broken north…
I’m coming.

Credits / Notes:
AI-generated music & visuals for storytelling purposes.

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