No Course from Superposition by Superposition

No course for independents
No course for king and country side
There's pension in the plotting
Navigation of the tide

The straights are more than narrow
On our way without duress
Much cause for pressing forward
A venture fit for the addressed

From crest to trough a fierce rake
Ships length and a half we sail down
And over peaks of dire straights
We hold steadfast, tight and sound

In raging storms and blind winds
Perilous monsters of the deep
Sweep waters fraught with swift winds
To fortune and bounty this voyage brings

This course ends abruptly
This way was chosen in some haste
The waters brought you for us
And into the sea, we'll set you to waste

Gold lies in these lines cut
Headings bound for trade winds fair
Currents of fate have swept you
Last of your chartings last log to bear

Back to the blue we plunge
Into abyss holds riddled tales
Of thunder clouds that crash down
With no storm in sight from highest sails

With reputation presidence
We fall to few and far in between
No course for independents
Save the viking, save the queen

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