| Make haste for the ship
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| Because for now imaginary crewmen
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| Turned real somehow
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| Reeling in haste to my left
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| And my right brickbats are passing
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| Bringigng demise
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| Watch our for a crewman
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| Could shout as wicked arrows
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| Swiftly brought him down
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| The hunt is on the early bliss
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| Not even glimpses left behind
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| For now it had come to this
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| Only the quickest will survive
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| Can’t you see
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| The walls are breaking?
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| We have come to realise
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| Someone before us still resides
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| We are hunted by the tribes
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| All the time i’ve wondered
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| How it could be
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| Untouched by aging but faulted indeed
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| Their fountain of youth
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| Now lies within me
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| Seeing now their treasure might be
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| A prolonged life
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| You must pay with your mind
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| And we fools have just stepped in line
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| Disgustingly linked
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| To the island we found
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| A shadow out of time
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| Still alive to symbolize
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| Dimensions of impudence
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| Wither in denial
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| It’s trying to bind us since we’re ashore
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| Nothing left of foreign beauty
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| We came to adore
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| Nothing left of treasure hunting duty
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| The hunt is on the early bliss
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| Not even glimpses left behind
|
| For now it had come to this
|
| Only the quickest will survive
|
| Can’t you see
|
| The walls are breaking?
|
| We have come to realise
|
| Someone before us still resides
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| We are hunted by the tribes |