Announcer: Although John O’Brien died on the Blvd. of Cryers He took the city forces with him to the other side The rebels over ran a defenseless Parliament But then turned on each other so no government now stands
On Cryers Blvd that day, there were some who walked away After Constance sang they dropped their guns though why no one can say They left the city yet no one’s quite sure where they went But some say they hear bells ringing in the mountains to the west
Constance fought and fought until one day they changed the laws Regarding women in the District where the upper classes flock Then she and Thomas left. No one’s quite sure where they went But they were last seen headed to the mountains in the west New Albion still stands but it’s broken, fractured and Its eight Districts function independently as best they can There’s checkpoints in between, they eye each other warily But the for the time despite all of this tension there is peace
The Voodoopunks, my friends, are resurfacing again Though who can say if this is good or bad for New Albion The city must unite, it cannot stand with such divide But we leace discussion of this point for another time
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