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We have gambled with the cards
The curtain raises and tells us
Who knows how long our chips will last
I look back at the snake hole
Seeping right to the inside
The one and only bitch in the air
The flames of brave hearts
Still blackened, blackened never laid
A bed for the so many killed
My smiles and my sorrows
Have gotten me this far
But not without the wounds
My smiles and my sorrows
Have gotten me this far
But not without the wounds
That have scarred
I'm starting to think that I have lost
What is real
What is real in this world
Can you decipher this madness
Or spin the lottery
Play the lottery of life
My smiles and my sorrows
Have gotten me this far
But not without the wounds
My smiles and my sorrows
Have gotten me this far
But not without the wounds
That have scarred
I'm starting to think that I have lost
What is real
What is real in this world
The prophecy of superstition
Written with the bleat of the soul
The prophecy of superstition
Written with the bleat of the mind and the soul
The prophecy of superstition
Written with the bleat of the soul
The prophecy of superstition
Written with the bleat of the mind and the soul
Murderous, an ordinary story
Children fighting ivory
Murderous, an ordinary story
Children fighting ivory
It's our anger that keeps us alive
It's our anger that keeps us alive
It's our anger that keeps us alive
The dying makes us to rise