The Mystic
Greg "Grey" Perkins
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Towering over this land The vision in his mind we just can't understand He's a patron A king of the court, a magician, a demon of sorts He's a man, with many a thought And many a man,whose soul he has bought The mystic He's power and pain The king Just a puppet on a chain Look into the future for me The people knowing, not what is done Blinded by a truth, of the man who has come To purchase souls, by a lie Never knowing, when they'll die Running all, for many a year His reign continues, with many a tear Blind control, he's in charge Directing the future of everyone All alone, where the cold wind blows The rain comes heavy against the body and soul No questions Can't anyone see Blinded by poverty and devoured by greed
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"The Mystic Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 30 Apr. 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/4946622/Greg+%22Grey%22+Perkins/The+Mystic>.
Discuss the The Mystic Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In