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Alive by proxy and dominion
Was it boredom or a war call?
Regardless, we patrolled the crooked straits

And minions of the worst rapor
Clamour for the facts to lore
Upon the name we made to quell
The little pains and the little hells

Still the facts remain
Alive by proxy and dominion   Was it boredom or a war call?   Regardless, we patrolled the crooked straits      And minions of the worst rapor   Clamour for the facts to lore   Upon the name we made to quell   The little pains and the little hells      Still the facts remain