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Crank that siren high Drain the wellspring dry Map out your coordinates Send out scouts by day Dole out mercenary pay For restless young subordinates It never hurts to give thanks to the local gods You never know who might be hungry It never hurts to scan the windows on the upper floor I saw a face there once before when I was younger Set the torch aflame Call the night by name Stake out your dark position Lie in wait By the gleaming city gate Try not to lose sight of the mission It never hurts to give thanks to the broken bones You had to use to build your ladder Moment close at hand Half of you will never understand And it doesn't really matter Big smile on my face Capsule just in case Underneath my tongue Voices on the breeze I heard voices once like these when I was younger Blood rushing to my face I know that sweet warm taste And the bitter trace Storm right down that hill If I don't, no one will Follow me right through the chaos This whole house is doomed Even the big parts get consumed Prepare a grave for Menelaus It never hurts to give thanks to the navigator Even when he's spitting out random numbers I knew what those figures meant And what they hoped to represent When I was younger
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