| This mysterious world is my clever temptress,
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| Rife with dark places and arcane wonders.
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| Into her arms I am drawn by a beauty unmatched
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| And the challenge of her seductive, mortal dangers
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| I’ve climbed Kilimanjaro with my clockwork boots.
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| Looked down on Malaysia from my hydrogen sloop.
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| My blood. |
| It hungers for the unknown’s call.
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| I will never rest until I’ve experienced it all.
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| The city is a prison for damned spirits and minds
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| I thrive in the wilds of the Earth s unexplored corners
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| No theory no idea shall remain untried.
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| So long as there s stean within my iron boilers.
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| I’ve learned bushido from a one-armed samurai
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| Survived a hurricane by sheltering in its eye
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| My blood. |
| It hungers for the unknown’s call.
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| I will never rest until I’ve experienced it all.
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| The journey is never done as long as I can dream.
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| Even when I’m too old to rise to my feet.
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| When my rifle’s empty and my goggles lay broken.
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| My dirigible’s deflated, and my last report spoken.
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| When my horizon s gone dark and my flesh has grown cold
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| Into my mistress arms I ll deliver my soul.
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| I’ve dodged the cannons of the Sultan’s troops.
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| Sailed the Amazon with a mercenary crew
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| Paid my respects to Shiva at Mount Kailash
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| Walked with the buffalo in a Sioux spirit trance
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| Now I watch the northern lights dance across the sky
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| And wonder where I ll stand come the sunrise
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| I hear nothing but the unmistakable call
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| The adventurer never rests until he’s lived it all. |