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one more time
Some say this way of life is done
But not for my father's son 

Three Generations
Before I ever came
Cut back these timbers
And bet their
the problems of a man
At the age of three

My daddy was bad
I've been told
So my family name
I must serve on

I love by the clock
And live by the gun
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
The other side
Of Jamie's door
Is aching loneliness
One, two, three, four

She dances with
The ancient fears
With porcelain smiles
And wetless tears
my story, and who I'd come for 
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore" 

My father's house shines hard and bright 
It
I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
from me
So shall it be written
So shall it be done

Watching, waiting
Staring at the Son
Not even knowing
Who you are

Three hours have gone by
fired by the gray man 
With shaky hand 
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back 
So-called Friend runs for door 
Leaves First Son
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
down the nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
For a time such as this 
We've been born, we've been blessed
Long before time began 
We were in the Father's plan
By His love, by His will
He
3-D screen, one message
Keep working, generate, it's the same everyday

Don't you try, to know why
I can't talk, close that door

My father gave
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
In a little country village not very far away
There lived a rich but aged man whose hair was turning gray
He had three sons three only ones both Jack
born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of Goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down
folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three 

Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God
I never will forget my love anachie

Down came her father and he's standing by the door
Saying jeannie you're trying the tricks of a whore
You care
To watch the ships sail on the sea?

She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.

And as they stood on the windy shore
Coal miners, old and young, dirty and dusty coveralls
Silver lunch can in hand
Going down the rake, father and son
Carrying on that age old
every minute's starting to feel like a second
I seen Hell staring down the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
My son's ultrasound the closest I ever been
because"

[Chorus]
And that day
The brotherhood between the three brothers
No longer existed
And their story lives
By themselves
Days are years
To watch the ships sail on the sea?

She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.

And as they stood on the windy shore
at last turn 65
And could retire

And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be wives
As the torch is passed from hand to hand
And we