Wise men from days of old
spoke of a prophecy foretold
A hidden path among the stars
is all it is, if ever was
Celestial form of number three
deadly and sharp they all will be
The serpent's egg, all seeing eye
a reign of fire from the sky
Knaves o' Knives
From dawn of time into the dusk
ancient souls, immortal lust
A life quest of mystery
bonds with the world eternally
Constellations are at bay
the wills of nature will obey
And as the night devours the day
another circle goes astray
Knaves o' Knives
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