Intro :
Sixteen y ears
Sixteen banners un ited over the f ields
While the g ood shepherd g rieves
Desperate m en desper ate women di vided
Spreading their w ings 'neath the f allin g lea ves.
Fortune c alls.
I stepped forth from the s hadows to the marketp lace
Merchants and t hieves hungry for p ower my last deal gone d own.
She's smelling sweet like the m eadows where she was b orn
On midsummer's e ve ne ar the tow er.
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The cold-blooded m oon.
The captain w aits above the celeb ration
Sending his t houghts to a b eloved m aid
Whose ebony f ace is beyond communic ation.
The captain is d own but still believing that his l ove will b e repaid .
They shaved her h ead.
She was torn between J upiter and Apoll o.
A messenger a rrived with a b lack nighting ale.
I seen her on the s tairs and I couldn't help but f ollow
Follow her d own past the fountain where they l ifted her ve il.
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I stumbled to my f eet.
I rode past d estruction in the d itches
With the s titches still mending 'neath a h eart-shaped tatt oo.
Renegade p riests and t reacherous young witc hes
Were h anding out the flowers that I'd given to yo u.
The palace of m irrors
Where dog s oldiers are ref lected
The endless r oad and the w ailing of c himes
The empty r ooms where her m emory is prot ected
Where the a ngels' voices whisper to the s ouls of p revious tim es.
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She wakes him u p
Forty-eight hours l ater the sun is b reaking
Near broken c hains mountain lau rel and rolling r ocks.
She's begging to k now what measu res he now will be t aking
He's pulling her d own and she's clutching on to his long g olden lo cks.
Gentlemen he s aid
I don't n eed your organiz ation I've shined your s hoes
I've moved your m ountains and marked your c ards
But Eden is burn ing either get brave for elimin ation
Or else your he arts must have the courage for the c hanging o f the gu ards.
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Peace will c ome
With tranq uility and s plendor on the wheels of f ire
But will o ffer no rew ard when her false idols f all
And c ruel death surr enders with its p ale ghost retreating
Between the K ing and the Q ueen of Swor ds.