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Thus spoke they then
The silver-tongued
To those gathered
That staff-crafty man
Yet further beyond
Yearning eyes sought
Burnished coin and red Burnt and golden though
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From depths below abyssal they come calling, calling
Bearing gold and rings and yet you are falling, falling
Coral in their eyes, coral in their teeth
Never look you at what lies beneath
Cold were their hands and cold their bones
Hard were their hearts, hard as stones
And yet you came, falling, falling
Looking for a heart that was calling, calling
Seven times seven was the number
Seven times seven for to tame
But still out of your slumber
Yet you wake and call their name
Cold is your hand and cold your art