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King Crimson Rock Group
Cats foot, Iron claw
Neurosurgeons scream for more
From paranoia’s poison door
21’st Century Schizoid Man
Blood rack, Barbed wire
Politician’s funeral pier
Innocence raped with napalm fire
21’s Century Schizoid Man
Death seed, Blind Mans greed
Poets starving, children bleed
Nothing he’s got he really needs
21’s Century Schizoid Man
The wells on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
, the sunlight brightly gleams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
as silence drowns the screams?
Between the iron gates of fate
the seeds of time are sown
Watered by the deeds of those
who know and who are known
Knowledge is a deadly friend
when no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see
is in the hands of fools
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh
But I’m afraid tomorrow I’ll be crying |
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