[Tree of Knowledge:]
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Coming from the wastelands
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Full of reason, common sense
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Where their principles are blocking minds
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And you don't understand
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Giving you belief,
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You never touch, you never see
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But if you dare to try to grip it
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you're accused for heresy
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[Gabriel:]
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Here I stand to find the truth
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and for ought I know
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You're the one to show me
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You can tell my spirit how to grow
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No, the more I try
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The more confusion on my mind
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And no matter how I try
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I feel my eyes seem to stay blind
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[Tree of Knowledge:]
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No use in analysing, forget about alchemy
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Because the secret of all truth
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Is the quest for - and you'll feel
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When you knock right on the door
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"Forever locked" they say
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A little man will let you in,
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For you have always tried - to get inside
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You're in quest for more to find the core
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Your journey still ain't over
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Your quest is your purpose, go on
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You're in quest for more to find the core
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It will be - never- over
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Your quest is your purpose, go on ...
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You're in quest for more to find the core...
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In Quest For
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| Michael Kiske |
