i will sink your medieval armada with just a whisper
my softness is a lash
these lips a thousand times more ferocious than all your fabled sabres
and your army of same
so beat your battle drums like all the other ones that have come, unsung to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
so beat your battle drums like all the other ones that have come struck dumb to smash their arrogance on gibraltar to smash their arrogance on gibraltar to smash their arrogance on gibraltar
i will sink your medieval armada
(that was the season we all wore white traitorous butterflies whirled in the light langorous fugitives hidden in plain sight that was the season we all wore white)