A silent mist rolls in from the sea timbers creak in a grim warning the village knows that their time is up madame ching is coming! Ah!
from the gutter to the gunwale ching shih, the great tall girl beautiful as the sailor's sunrise but as cold as the darkest deeps with a hand of iron and a mind of steel lady and commander takes up at the helm in a turn of sail striking for her prize commanding thousands as the china seas rise!
behold! The fleet appears it stretches far and wide with no recourse, the people bow and pay the pirates' tithe
fear me, I am ching! I'll take what I want and leave you with nothing follow me, I am ching! with my legions I'll take everything!
controlling untold power this siren ruled the seas her word was law and the law was made of spume unfettered as the wind her conscience of the shark she'd stop at nothing, to prove her mighty rule there was no higher law than deadly madame ching disdain her orders and you'll meet a murky death collecting all the spoils she-dragon of the waves a china beauty who made the world her slave
oh, she comes on ivory froth killing, burning, raping, taking all!