today the dawn has come to tell

a tale of fortune traders

they came from far beyond the waves

the other night they spoke the curse

and put their masquerade on

beware the eyes that cross the sane

will they turn to me?

down below the trail is where they walk

and now we leave this road again

take me back

back on the trail again

take me back

to pray for love and practise hate

is what the silence taught us

we went too far and far too late

if there were a thousand years to waste

today the clock stopped ticking

goddamn the hours spent in vain

will they die with me?

servants of the dread is what they are

and now they take control again

take me back

back on the trail again

take me back