A shipment arrived with eggshell sails
You can't make out its name
Cutting the air, find the [???] fly
When you swim out to the ship your hands were filled with gills
Why did you trust them?
You've never seen skin like this
A ship arrived withe ggshell sails
You can't make out its name
Why did you trust them?
When you trust they cut off both your hands
Our histories are dominated by people like this
The more that we know, the more we refuse to admit
Listen for the victories
They always come quietly
Listen for the victories
They always come quietly