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Heir To Woe
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Blue heavens, blue heavens, why do you grey? Found a rope in the tree and a crown in the hay Wolves they call they follow me home There´s a knife in my hand but I'm still throwing stones Stones that I'm throwing, they turn into maggots Am I running from beasts, or just from bad habits? Am I running from beasts, or just from bad habits? Like the turn of the wheel, like the cold of the steel Ain't no use for the cryin' in the den of the lion King of fools, scepter and crown Sat on his throne like a god looking down Full of holes he still seems to float Weighted by lead that was tied to his throat Hands of gla**, see-through and clear Cannot be seen by the ones he holds dear Cannot be seen by the ones he holds dear Heir to woe with a burden to hold Now goes hungry for seeds sold for gold Cigarette filters made up his sheets Try as he might he could not find sleep Soul was taken, tied to a mast Put there for judgment and wind for to cast Put there for judgment and wind for to cast Like the turn of the wheel, like the cold of the steel Ain't no use for the cryin' in the den of the lion Like the turn of the wheel, like the cold of the steel Ain't no use for the cryin' in the den of the lion Blue heavens, blue heavens, why do you grey? Found a rope in the tree and a crown in the hay Found a rope in the tree and a crown in the hay
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