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Bird's-eye View
If the skies are your kingdom,
Then it's the treetops where you hold court,
Surveying all beneath you,
The sprawling and shambling huts,
Of rotten metals and wood,
Inhabited by morbid creatures,...
Then it's the treetops where you hold court,
Surveying all beneath you,
The sprawling and shambling huts,
Of rotten metals and wood,
Inhabited by morbid creatures,...
