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The ship bestirs its hubris.
Art by Sly, Murexas and Voib!
/ cinnamonsly
/ mur3xas
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LYRICS:
See how they praise me.
These seas cannot faze me.
I’m but a humble ship,
graced with a glory destined.
Famed, time-unscathed, and bathed in
praise of the escapades;
of the vibrant gaze of the rays’ brilliant daze;
Gods ablaze.
Daedalus made his maze,
yet we stay
and watch them pray;
praise the heroes who will never die;
praise the vessel who sailed over tides in Icarian flight.
Oh, Theseus, can you see?
They sing their praises of I and thee.
Athens’ children love me.
See how they raise our names
to heights that were yet unclaimed.
These seas are no threat to us.
Free. We are free and just.
Hail, gust and gale, all will fail.
I’ll prevail.
I will sail until the end of time
in a permanent, paramount prime,
with eminence sublime.
Oh, Theseus, can you see?
The crowd below, and the Gods above thee.
They commend me.
Time moves on, yet I’m the one whose end’s curtailed.
Chronos’ breath propels me yet, and Athens hums these storied tales.
Through time, I will prevail.