When we start, we lack a ruler's knowledge
When we grow, we gain the tools to conquer
I'll kill the king just for a taste of copper
Where did the fins go?
What are these limbs for?
If we leave, we don't return...
I'll have his wife just to display my power
I'll have his wine and spit it right back out
Somewhere I grew legs
There's a wall out past the shallow waters
Where's there's god and all his faithful
Followers, they remained, endured the taste of salt
There's a beast who swallowed up his soldiers
Drew them out into the cities and shores
Gave them greed and made them slaves...
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