Listening:

On the deck Looking outside in The scoundrels scrambling A frightened ship Inevitably Sinking Destined for destrucion By a storm from the eye of Bruw Commanders and crew That may or may not include you Question is Are you a still a warrior An Independent slayer Or just another glorified bus-boy soldier For some lowlife puppet master Some were in on it Some were duped by it All will fall in the same darkened pit These Intergalactic fugitives Exiled from scaley ancestral homes Ringleaders And Unwitting pawns Question is Are you still a warrior A ranking slayer Or just another glorified bus-boy soldier For some universally despised, egotistical, pretender Inside of this end-game Every claw looking to "save" it's name They wanted this and they wanted that Truth be known They're still on the first block After all of that What've you got? Play your cards right rudeboy and take some back That's just a random Observation From the ears of J MaC What was right is still right What was wrong is still wrong Nothing can change that now Listening

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