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

goddamn 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