The Atoll

Albin
Of course at ready Id be fanning flames
A torso took my formless youth from me
Come my divinities lets drive the deal
Silvio
The heinous plan should well proceed hitch free
I must consult aside with Giacomo
Giacomo
Well have the island split between us two
As he loathes wizard Hector far too much
Hell do as ceremonial head of state
That other side of territories claimed
Silvio
Youll stick your mecha arm up his back end
And play him quisling puppet peg him prop
Albin
The wizard reads from back to front a book
Of ancient Atlantean incantations