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If I don't survive to see
The bottom of this bowl of peeled grapes
Please, please, please, please
Remember me to my slaves
Nothing is more important
Than the names that they will shout in the streets
Blindly they have built all our finest ways
They scrub our columns until the gleam as teeth
From the walls they have built they will
Hail, hail, hail, hail
Hail to my train
Nothing is more important
Than the names that they will shout in the streets
These hills will bear my name
These coins will bear my face
These slaves will bear my body to the grave
I have Romulan ambition
Their skins will appear as clear as window pane
The truth in leather will be before us once again
All ways will lead to my way
As the wine stains my fatted cheeks
Nothing is more important
Than the names that they will shout in the streets
I have Romulan ambition
If only to hang my body around your necks

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from Tonight's Whispering, released November 19, 2013

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