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