When you need to find the truth You will have to search for the light But what if your soul has no value And what if you have no rights The Meaning of life In this age of slavery Castles and Lairs Humiliated to stay alive Youre Selling your blood While the falcons are drinking your cup And the lord is the master Reading his own Chapter In the book of life Written by himself He is eating in a golden spoon While a spouse offers a flower to his bride Till when the child will cry On his unseen fathers tomb When the flower has wilted And the father Died The Meaning of life In this age of slavery The crow was watching the spirit of love Taking his way trough the two young hearts But that cant be done in the falcons book of life A thousand evil flames turning around his eyes Dark ignoble thoughts has knitted for the knight His black wings bit the falcons head so long Made him believe, sin will follow his name And that relationship will lead him down to blame And all that it will bring, it will bring the shame So he took his new washed mind, to a journey of devils dance At last the falcon decided, I want his head at once
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