I We have no head But still we speak With tongues of fire With blood and scale And feather and iron We swim upstream Seeking sweet sources Of honey and ash, The golden liquor brewed In the marrow of...
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I We have no head But still we speak With tongues of fire With blood and scale And feather and iron We swim upstream Seeking sweet sources Of honey and ash, The golden liquor brewed In the marrow of...