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
!@#$ 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