Friends, Circe's instructions were clear
No matter what we hear

Full speed ahead

Until we find the prophet
My comrades, this land confuses your mind
So no matter who we find

Full speed ahead, until we find the prophet

Good

All I hear are screams
Every time I dare to close my eyes
I no longer dream
Only nightmares of those who've died
Nothing's what it seems Nothing's
What it seems and here in The Underworld
The past seems close behind
This land confuses your mind

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