A noble sailed across the sea
To search a distant land
A new frontier before him
To provide an upperhand
Mysterious agendas
Lay behind a graceful guise
A son was born, begotten, shorn
Betrayed to noble lies
I take to the water
To glide upon the gales
The winds that my father rode
Will never fill my sails
The sailors on the salty sea
words
winds
water
truth
shorn
frontier
across
father
blood
before
ancient
guise
gales
blast
distant
betrayed
sails
temptation
brothers
control
veins
begotten
tomorrow
follow
salty
cannons
noble
provide
savage
justice
musket
going
mysterious
bleed
never
these
represent
glide
rivers
sailed
agendas
graceful
sailors
crimson
search
creed
sentiment
behind
silver
hunger
slivers
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