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In time bleeding wounds will heal
Unlike some of his parts he didn t see
Like scars in a no-man s soul
Their making me so small
Not the shout of a hundred enemies
That making deep fear inside me
But when sun sets and the gold arrives
We ll crush his soul in two, in the darkness of night

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there s a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer s part is to ride alone

In his bare hands he has taken many lives
He s had a hundred women by his side
From ten he moves to the freezing north
He s known on every sea and far beyond
As the clock grows and the circle is complete
He lies down and waits for sleep
But there s always a slither in his mind
Who hold the key taking one step behind

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there s a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer s part is to ride alone

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there s a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer s part is to ride alone

he will ride across land and time
to find a way through this endless night
there s a storm in his heart and the fire burns his soul
But the wanderer s part is to ride alone

First day with the jar
You find
Everyone lies
First day with the jar
You find
Everyone lies, nobody minds
Everyone lies
Where is the man you respect ?
And where is the woman you love ?
Where s the woman you love ?
Third week with the jar
You find...

[VERSE:]
What s going on these days
I havent seen you in so long
What went on those days
Why weren t we getting along

[VERSE:]
What went on those days
I ve missed you so much
All those times

Reload

I ve been watchin for some time
Can t believe the lies you spread
See I can see the world
It just lumbers in my head

So pick yourself up and dust yourself down
Pick yourself up and dust yourself down

(2x)
Into your mind
Read the signs

Reload
Reload
Pick yourself up and dust yourself down

I ve been lookin for...

St. Augustine

Silver scents of saint augustine
fire in the ground
between my better teeth
we re dancing on the poison in their graves
at the end of the night
we d all seen better days

i know you tried
i know you re cursed
i know your best was still your worst
when hollywood was calling out your name

if i...

Little dreamer

Once there was a boy back in time of the heathens
Day after day he just kept dreaming things that would make him weaker
His father could not make him see, that there is more than dreams
But he wouldn t listen to the words of his...