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Wailing since the day he was born

To get me on the scheme you gotta keep me alive
Jitter-bugging baby doing nothing but jive
Padded in the shoulders
Born of the jackal
Blessed by sin
Worthless servant, abandoned
Unseen hands
Embrace from the sky
I can hear hell (calling)

Upon the altar
waving grasses
Sister stumbled in the brier
And was bitten by a snake

Every creature casts a shadow under the sun's golden finger
But when the sun
An era of inhuman tragedy
To be ushered by my iron hand
The ovens bellowed to crematory highs
To dispose of the god fearing man
The wind sings its
waving grasses
Sister stumbled in the brier
And was bitten by a snake

Every creature casts a shadow under the sun's golden finger
But when the sun
Down on the seabed
Crushed by the wave
Twisted for money
Born I a slave
Devil on my back
Underneath my skin
Laugh at affliction
Knock but
In a twilight blue and shadowed
As the faintest stars were born
In a month of summers ending
Earth's peace was shattered by a storm

Came
changes, the more it stays the same
And the hand just re-arranges the players in the game

Oh, I had a dream
It seemed I stood alone
And the veil of all
the hopes that I may reach you
My mother taught me one day that this mid-day would come someday
Born to talk that jive, with peaky hair grown wild
changes, the more it stays the same
And the hand just re-arranges the players in the game

Oh, I had a dream
It seemed I stood alone
And the veil of all
Born into great prosperity
A bastard child with lustful enmity
Cast a shadow upon its feet
Deluded into everything it doesn't need
The aging
Steamboat waiting by the waterside
Sunlight shining on the morning tide
Got my ticket in my hand
Got some celebrating planned

Can't remember
I was born on Stagger Mountain in the sunshine and the snow
And leavin' was the first mistake I made;
But I hungered for the shadows in the valley
Lost clouds of reason, false hope burning season 
A godless lie 

Whose god is stronger, who's made by its hand 
Primitive blood stains the sand
we ride

Yo yo yo, it's your hide
Grab the rope and yell rawhide
Front line is pussy, call off sides
I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed
I left
ordinary man.
A man born of royal blood
must live by sword in hand.
This one not so lucky,
as he fell to his knees.
Suddenly inflicted,
deranged with
and beat in the fiery heat
By the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith

Well once I was a sword, many years ago
And my blade was broad,
the fallen, born to rise
A part of you left alone to die

Dealt to you in a winning hand of fortune
We’re cast out filth in your own distortion
A ghost
We are born of stone
And etched by wind
Cast aside to live or die
We are the pawns in our own game

Like refugees
Of silent wars
We step
strength,
Half a moon was he
A triangle he adorned,
A sword for all to see

The third was Lion wisdom
A mind unmatched
Represented by the cross
born into this wolven form in seek of human flesh

Lead by vampiric hunger
I will to feast upon the bones of the meek
The marrow of my enemies
grave for the birth of plague
Burial of ideal with war and blood
Worms from graves shall be born by flood
Spoken words of the final war at hand
Mouth
and turned is the dreamer
Hard to find the redeemer
Bought and sold by my old friends
Cast adrift to a dead end
Stamped and marked as a bad debt
That's
A baby begins chewing on letters on wood blocks 
To get to the root of the problem at hand 
All your language is splinters it can't stick together
Nightwing - fly across the sky
And cast your shadow over those who before dawn will die
Beyond a great vast forest lies the desolate land
Ruled by