Edguy
Tears Of The Mandrake
Tears of A Mrake
Gaze at the leaving clairvoyant
Predicting invasions pain
A child cansee through the stranger...
The Watcher s eye, the noble liar
It s time for the merchant his help for sale...
Blades to cut wicked flesh
On a merchantman he counts his money
Then he sails away
The sea he ll cruise is blood fire
Oh father I can t see a lane
They make you a pawn in the game
For we all are deaf, dumb blind
After the storm when the magic has gone
Drown in the tears of a mrake
Pawn in the game, invisible chains
Try to move, you ll feel as they graze
After the storm when the magic has gone
Drown in the tears of a mrake
Fading away, the final decay
Try to move, break out from your chains
When you re off to the hall of the serpent
See the cynic who s counting his gold
While gun runners, priests clairvoyants
Are dancing around the rising demon
You are taught to eat up all the crap they shit
Parading your nuts on a silver plate
Kill your brother by the blade they sell
For you don t unite
They reap your bondage sowing evil