Once a time when lead afield And left abandoned to fend Let a pebble find a way Weather washed the trail to an end There's no return for the left behind And not a way from the thick Tempt is easy when is without One becomes unwise to the trick Where do the hungry turn when there's nothing to fall to the feast On the stray the witches prey when in covenant of the beast No one tells a tale to those forgotten No one sings lullabies for lost children The young are callow an easy lure fooled into fantasy Their tender minds take in in discern to the grim of reality Now penned in tight, can't get out if ya try Face fate, in wait, what's to come gonna die Bound bind, wrapped in, hold up in a keep Bootless, foregone with none but worries to weep Force fed, near dead, til the thick is in set Once braised for the fare, soon we'll have at it yet Take piece in part, with the fodders to flame Steep well, til wrought, with the innocent slain Unwary and unwise, baiting to unforeseen Ignore the warning signs, soon to the victim be All these without way, fainted by the disguise Wishes as they may, but soon the end here it lies An end at the beltane purified in transition to the sum of forty two the greatest gift be given Ignore the truth of god above, turned into a lie Against all that is known to man when inverted on both sidesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
