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A waking w orld of i nnocence
So grave those first born cries
When life be gins with needles and pins
It ends with swords and knives
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Oh danger m an, oh d anger man
Your blade fits like a glove
When forged in steel
Time cannot hea l
That blood red bond of love
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In times of trouble you're an open book
With the change in the w ay you look
And it's sad love's not enough to make things better
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Turn the tables, we'll burn the fables
Lies beneath the visions and daydreams
Fooled by now, we mystify the past
Like a dream, like it never happened
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When life be gins with needles and pins
It ends with swords and knives
God save those born to die