Everything I saw amazed me,

I had become the reluctant crusader,

sifting through mud and mail.

　

Gone, without the grimace,

sore eyes saw

real money from a dying hand.

　

The Cheng ** had sailed to Malaku Island;

amidst stacked stone columns,

questions linger with dinosaurs gone.

　

All that is left for you

will be artillery & rhetoric,

my thrill to the world.

　

Take my Princess down,

she won't wait while comfort wanes,

and dormant creatures rise.

　

The priceless adventure of youth begins

where the legacy of leadership ends,

and stars trust her with their fantasies.



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