Centuries of brine bestow upon us endless power and meat
Tides are all the fortifications we need
To trade with thee, you must sheath your swords
Share your bounty or your bones will feed the coral
All of the Aegean sea bows in the shadow of Crete
Salinity births our prosperity
Behind unassailable sands lie uncanny luxuries
Centuries of bronze bestow upon us endless peace and meat
Dominate the waves and fortress walls become obsolete
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
