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