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did you hear that siren billow on the wind the likes of which i aint ever heard before did you see the reflection in the water the disfigured face praying lonely in the mirror it says somewhere that Icarus fell but i choose faith the glue between us will hold friends as strong as may the tidal waterswaves of ocean float, we're trapped, a job for you is not for me so i will not help you slay, the birds wings are light and the flames are lit, but does the Shaman see the spirits within the flicker, or does he hear his destiny in a swash of rubble, rituals come, rituals lost, blood sweat and salt on the Albion ships, the fellowship is six billion strong, on with the trip