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Some set sail to conquer, some set sail to discover Some set sail with an army of angry crusaders We set sail with a ship of fools We smile into the weather Our maps are filled with pictures of strange sea creatures They thrash their tail tools, their eyes are rolling In the towering water North for South and East for West North for South and East for West Damocles my brother, we've been on this island too long You had your intentions, mine were always wrong North for South and East for West North for South and East for West Long lost brother, I know how this ends From Letras Mania