The Unsettled Liverbird
¶ 1
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In the hidden depths of Anfield
Rests a Liverbird whose name is spoken only
Through the wind and the rain
Whispers of a Liverbird darker than nightfall,
Her eyes smoulder like fiery embers
Piercing the soul of all…
Trapped in the depths of Anfield
Her name only spoken through the wind and the rain
Blown across the Mersey on a storm
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