Name: quarantine by findmeasubmarine
Duration: 1 min 58 s
Description: track 9 from Raw Materials, out Friday Nov 6

The New Sail (fin.)

He said welcome to the city 
Of a hundred million isles
With it's arms of glass, so pretty 
Reaching higher than the eye can see 
But in it's noble silence 
Lurking far beneath the crimson sands
A bigger gear is turning against you 
Shiny clothes and cloth
Blowing in the tropic drafts 
Modular connectors
Trailing in to humble hands 
Don't lose sight of purpose 
Don't let its looks deceive
For this may be your only reprieve
You're just an ant 
Under the thumb of a ruthless hand
O to have a day of freedom 
A day of quiet without quarrel
But our rulers grow a blind eye 
While we bloody up the corals 
You'd best grab a blade to slap upon your belt
You're gonna need it 
They're too dumb to care about your truth 
Until they really see it 
I watched the crystal ball
Eat the sky among 
The ash that falls 
Among the arms that reach so tall
The ones that stripped the birds of their call
You can't tame me 
We are the sea
You won't take me 
I am the sea 
Beneath the suns golden gaze 
They weave their tales in orange haze
Building castles while the flea is fed
Dance along the waters edge
Read the footprints of the dead 
While the brutes begin to stain their hands 
Blindly reach into the maw 
You need nothing but their law 
Pour your soul into our righteous land
Your puppet strings aren't invisible 
Share a limb or fight the bulls 
Watch the world burn just because you can
He said welcome to the city
Of a hundred million isles
With its arms of glass so pretty
Reaching higher than the eye can see 
There's pictures on the walls
Of golden flower and scars
Depicting the stars that we see at night
Aren't really ours
He said welcome to the city
Of a hundred million isles
With its arms of glass so pretty
Reaching higher than the eye can see 
There's pictures on the walls
Of beasts with purple claws
Depicting the heart you have inside your chest
Isn't even yours

Almeri Seeket and the City of a Million Isles

Blower's Plaza, the Spark

He Learned in the Glass Archives

Bring it on 
While I howl my suicide song
For the wind
For the tide 
And for the sleepless, sleepless, sleepless, sleepless nights
For the coroner 
To your false gods
To the land and race of which you all forgot
To you the tumor
That led us to this rot
I can't feel my legs
Don't stare at the moon 
Sinking in the sand
Pay to the commune
To the iron claw
To the crimson maw
Stained with royal blood I am fueled by what I saw 
Bring it on
This is my suicide song
For the wind 
For the tide
I am your shining knight 
Look to the sun and tell me what you see
Walk to the ends of this earth with these bloody knees
Through bone and flesh, I'll tear my way through
Find you somehow 
For what its worth I've already drowned
In the wine sea
I feel your arms of glass around me, just look

quarantine

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