You’ve got the touch
You’ve got the power, yeah
After, all is said and done
You never walk, you never run
You’re a winner, you got the moves
You know the streets, break the rules
Take the heat, you’re nobody’s fool
The captain awakes with a weary sense of dread. His last memory revolves with flesh and sinews covering his bones. He quickly realizes all is gone. Where once was blood and water is now oil and fuel. His anger is palpable; with steam gathering by his sides, the captain aspires nothing more but vengeance.
As the captain holds the majestic blade where multitudes of the blades of the fallen before him were tempered, the captain with the beard of steel finally spoke…
REVENGE!!!! Lord Business, soon vengeance will be mine!