Virago

today the dawn has come to tell
a tale of fortune traders
they came from far beyond the wavesthe other night they spoke the curse
and put their masquerade on
beware the eyes that cross the sanewill they turn to me?
down below the trail is where they walk
and now we leave this road againtake me back
back on the trail again
take me backto pray for love and practise hate
is what the silence taught us
we went too far and far too lateif there were a thousand years to waste
today the clock stopped ticking
goddamn the hours spent in vainwill they die with me?
servants of the dread is what they are
and now they take control againtake me back
back on the trail again
take me back