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1. | Looking For Someone |
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3. | Visions Of Angels |
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5. | Dusk |
6. | The Knife |
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Thin hung the web like a trap in a cage
The fox lay asleep in his lair
Fangs frantic paws told the tale of his sin
Far off the chase shrieked revenge
Outcast he trespassed where no wolf may tread
The last sacred haunt of the dead
He learnt of a truth which only one wolf may know
The sceptre and crown of the king
Howling for blood, One-eye leads on the pack
Plunging through forests and snow-storms
Steep rose the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky
Fang sped through jungles of ice
Hard on his rail, One-eye drew from the pack
An old hero conquered by none
Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway ahead
Descent was the only escape
A wolf never flees in the face of his foe
Fang knew the price he would pay
One-eye stood before him
With the crown upon his head
Sceptre raised to deal the deadly blow
Fang, Son of Great Fang, the Traitor we seek
The laws of the Brethren say this:
That only the King sees the Crown of the Gods
And he, the Ursurper must die -
Snarling he tore at the throat of his foe
But Fang fought the hero in vain
Dawn saw the white mountain tinted with red
Never would the Crown leave again
One-eye hid the Crown and with laurels on his head
Returned amongst the tribe and dwelt in peace
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Here today the red sky tells its tale
But the only listening eyes are mine
There is peace amongst the hills
And the night will cover all my pride
Blessed are they who smile from bodies free
Seems to me like any other crowd
Who are waiting to be saved
Wait, there still is time for washing in the pool
Wash away the past
Moon, my long lost friend is smiling from above
Smiling at my tears
Come, we'll walk the path that takes us to my home
Keep outside the night
The ice-cold knive has come to decorate the dead
Somehow
And each will find a home
And there will still be time for love in my friend
- you are there -
And will I wait forever behind the silent mirror
And fish for bitter minnows
Amongst the weeds and slimy waters
I, I, I, I, I,
I, I, I, I, I, said I wanna sit down
I, I, I, I, I,
I, I, I, I, I, said I wanna sit down
I want a drink, I want a drink
To take all the dust and the dirt from my throat
I want a drink, I want a drink
To wash out the filth that is deep in my guts
I want a drink
Then let us drink
Then let us smile
Then let us go
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