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And We Washed Our Weapons In the Sea

And we washed our weapons in the sea
The blade in the sheath so lovingly
The oils you provide glisten tastefully
As we wash our weapons in the sea

Life is stretched at the stopping of sand
Above the pommel graced with your hand
Your waters of Lethe wash my land
As life is stretched with the stopping of sand

Bathe me in your dipping pool
To unite our parts from our duel
Build the heat before we cool
Bathe me in your dipping pool

Cleanse me in the salt from your brine
And from your cup I taste the wine
My wand brings warmth from behind
Cleanse me in the salt from your brine

And we washed our weapons in the sea
Soul is pure and in motion harmony
There is no doubt, only certainty
As we washed our weapons in the sea.
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