| I took a line that leads to the opium trail
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| Oriental eyes reveal the lies, deceit, betrayal
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| On this journey behold the one who travels far
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| You called him fool but now you are
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| The wizard wanders through the world made from dreams
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| The splashing whirlpool drowns the frightened streams
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| Exotic dancers, flashing lancers, this mysterious space
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| The fanfare advances, the warlord falls from grace
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| It clears your pain
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| It’s got you claimed again, my love
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| You feel the need but it lets you bleed
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| You must concede, my love
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| No one to blame, no shame
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| You crave again and again, my love
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| No used to plead from you
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| It feeds on your greed, my love
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| I took a line that comes from the golden states of Shan
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| The smugglers trail that leads to the opium den
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| The Chinese connection refines to heroin
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| Depart the heart you crave again
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| It clears your pain
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| You soul is claimed again, my love
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| You feel the need, it lets you bleed
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| You must concede, my love
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| No one to blame, no shame
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| You crave again and again, my love
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| No use to plead
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| From you it feeds, my love |