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It was a time of noble blood
black from the ground it would flow through their veins
songs of an abundant universe
would dance on the tongues of both peasant and king

But when the fires burn out, will they wear the same chains?

Arise - they deck themselves in furs
soon to forget what was what yesterday
and wars will seek forever more
slaves for the slaves that are freed from their slavery

But when the fires burn out, who will wear the slave chains?

A fisherman in Finland
tell the story of a king
who set upon mother nature
every living thing
dressed in peasant clothes and love within his heart
he sought to place a crown upon the salt of all the earth

He saw a peasant
leading his horse
and asked him this question:
Do you know of a land
where the sun always shines
and the grass is so green
it's like living a dream

''Over the hills
over the seas
only through the curtain of death
lie our riches
and there alone''

The king dressed as a peasant know he could better all gods
and spoke of a salvation on the plains of middle earth
over the hills over the seas is your destiny
where wheels do turn as darkness burns
and black blood carry thee
laughing at gods they rode away into the wonderland
where all was in abundance
and all like them were crowned
the horse rode with his peasant king
beside him in the trap
the straw was gold the lights burned strong
they never once looked back

The weight of ages borrowed would now need paying back
the peasant king threw down his crown
and turned back to his land

But his horse was fucking useless
and thought itself a king
so to get them back he took up the slack
and pulled the trap himself

Passing...
motionless carts
human and horse
skeletons in furs
equally willing
the reins to move them
along.

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