| Let the gods sigh and with their breaths
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| The sails raise embrace the open water,
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| Aetes here now flees your daughter.
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| Oh shores of Colchis wash off my face,
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| Show me my tears I’ve not felt them running down,
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| Wash off my face.
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| Sirens of the sea,
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| You shall not thwart me!
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| How cruel you wish me to be,
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| Make a murderess of me?
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| Ships on the horizon, fleet of Aetes.
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| Ah! |
| Be gone!
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| Absyrtis my brother come to me and say your grace.
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| Sirens of the sea,
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| You shall not thwart me!
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| How cruel you wish me to be,
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| Make a murderess of me?
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| How your blood shall set me free.
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| Hear the winds swell, they’ll take us to where ghosts dwell
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| You’ll rest in the deepest waters.
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| My brother, our father I was his daughter of the sea,
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| And you shall not thwart me!
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| How cruel you wish me to be,
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| You made a murderess of me!
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| Only tears can conquer fear when in fear
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| You’ll give in to tears.
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| Do I believe in memories when memories cloud my belief?
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| Not long before your blood runs cold,
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| As I foretold, my wrath unfolds!
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| Your head, your heart, your lungs, your chest,
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| Your hands, your feet, your neck, your breast.
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| Your mouth, your eyes, your soul, shall be divided!
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| Ships on the horizon, fleet of Aetes!
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| Bring him forth let it be done!
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| His shattered body at my feet shall scare away Aetes fleet.
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| On my command off with his head,
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| Cut out his heart, tear him apart!
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| Do you believe in memories when they cloud our belief?
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| For in memories you’ll rest in the deepest seas.
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| Sirens of the sea,
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| You cannot thwart me!
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| How cruel I am to be,
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| You made a murderess of me! |