Spin spiral,
Oh darling here we come
Floor first face,
Losing lost first place,
Sight no mission missiles missing
Target but so far away,
A missile so far gone, it's gone astray
And the crowd applauded with sirens of wails, and still we hit sea no see with torn down sails
While we watched men sink in laud, we traced with grafter,
Building up from a baseless sea farm,
We were only chasing wales,
As the journey mans journey ventured too far,
Into our waters the blades of vile and sea lorn could not face the lines anymore,
We faced the hostile with bricks worth boulders,
And placed the weight of the world on our shoulders,
Freckling skin and weathering bones left us imp and useless
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