the words of an elder man from the city of the earth imparts his secret to debilitate all opposition with fear of weakness this knowledge drives me mad i grow obsessed to satiate my appetite for strength i will be the master of lands amongst the sea i travel to the land where the fire meets the tide on the wings of progress the shores appear before my eyes i surf the coast in a quest for opulence i bag my spoils with no regard to consequence i drift before a faceless entity a creature void of true persona and gain my bounty through the beast that holds the key to power power the shores have washed into power it s flowing into me it s pouring over me it s flowing the shores have washed into me it s flowing into me it s pouring over me the shores have washed into me