Oh son, hear my story
For it's not beyond too long
Kneel by me dearly
Though wise that I've become
A monk can save your hide
And a whore can save your soul
I've thrown my share of tyrannies
And spent lives for my own

Across the plains with a virtue
A name upon a blanket of thunder
Grimy brow in sweat
Of dust of the sun
Which slashes right through
Like my heart for the gun

As you travel your corners
You never find the truth
In the storms of higher mountains
Or the loves you have to prove
Your damned to got the distance
As low as you can stoop
As tall as you can stand
As much as you can do

You bought your final show down
Step into the street
Towering arsenal
Casts a chilling shadow
Another notch in the gun butt
Another coffin maker's fee

Fulfilled was his expression
As his life's light flickered out
Kick the grave
Load the mount

Hit the trail as day breaks
Cool breeze licks my face
Another day, another dollar
You're wanted dead or alive
Two days across the badlands
Another lonely town awaits

Facts blow by in symphony
Time blows by the wake
Transcendent of the myth
I ride to make this fame
I'll down my pint of ale
And mist away to dream
Till the storm hits me again
I'm just a lost belief

Time holds its treasure
And races past your grasp
Laughing at your foolishness
To tear you down at last

Pleasure tries deceiving
To smite you just the same
Alas the race runs quick to me
I fear not these silly games

I've gone beyond it all
The terror of visions
In sight tells it all
For we know because we don't
See it or hear it
By the puppet's swing
You tell your days
The age of wood
The swiftness of fire
A fish swims upstream
I got no mercy

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