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today the dawn has come to tell a tale of fortune traders they came from far beyond the waves the other night they spoke the curse and put their masquerade on beware the eyes that cross the sane will they turn to me? down below the trail is where they walk and now we leave this road again take me back back on the trail again take me back to pray for love and practise hate is what the silence taught us we went too far and far too late if there were a thousand years to waste today the clock stopped ticking goddamn the hours spent in vain will they die with me? servants of the dread is what they are and now they take control again take me back back on the trail again take me back |
