we are colonizers
cannonballs
shot across the water
projectiles of pain
shot across the water
projectiles of pain
crashed out past
our own keening
our own keening
who but desperation
would pursue such
disruption
disruption
we come from
nowhere
nowhere
we come from fire
we come from night
we drink the sea
as it pours
down
our
faces
as it pours
down
our
faces
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