T.S. Platypus

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Have you seen the eyes of fire, burning in the night?
Have you felt the gods clashing over windy Troy?

We are the whisperers, those who dwell in shadow.

A man can move to higher things
To grasp the stars
To dance the dance
And raise his voice a song to sing
To fight the fight
To dance the dance
Send up his thoughts upon a wing
To grasp the gods
To dance the dance
And all comes down a tumbeling.
For we've forgotten how to dance.

Delenda est Carthago
Deleta est Carthago

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