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No course for independents

No course for

King and countryside

There's pension in the plotting

Navigation of the tide

The straits are

More than narrow

And on our way

Without duress

Much cause

For pressing forward

A venture fit

For the addressed

From crest to trough

A fierce rake

A ships length and a half

We sail down

And over peaks

Of dire straits

We hold steadfast

Tight and sound

In ranging storms

And blind winds

Perilous monsters

Of the deep

Sweep waters

Fraught with swift winds

To fortune and bounty

This voyage brings

This course ends abruptly

This way was chosen

In some haste

The waters brought you for us

Into the sea will

Set you to waste

Gold lies in these lines cut

Headings bound

For trade winds fair

Currents of fate

Have swept you

Last of your chartings

Last log to bare

Back to the blue we plunge

Into abyss holds riddled tales

Of thunder clouds

That crash down

With no storm in sight

From highest sails

With reputation precedence

We fall to few

And far in-between

No course for independents

Save the viking

Save the queen