| Mustapha the silver bit and stoked up the fire
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| Began his tale once in the blue hills so tired
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| I found a cave to shelter in, the entrance was low
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind knows
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
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| Suddenly awakened with a black chill of terror
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| I saw twelve hooded figures in graveyard apparel
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| Who shuffling towards me where I crouched by the wall
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| Said Mustapha you’re now one of us, we have need of one more
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| Yes joining hands they left a place and called for one more
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| Thirteen we must be tonight for conjure and scheme
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| My limbs gave me to them I prayed that I dreamed
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| My hands held fast by other hands the circle was closed
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind knows
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
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| A pentagram of Caldea was drawn in vermillion
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| Where five lamps were a’flickering to foul incantation
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| When all at once sulphurous vapours did rise
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| A cloud, a shape, a form, a face with tapers for eyes
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| Never was a gargoyle more hideously moulded
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| Or a voice heard more of snake fit
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| Which that awful head issued
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| No greater riches offered for a small sacrifice
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| A name in blood, a promised soul, the unholy price
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| A name in blood, a promised soul, the unholy price
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| It offered me all women both living and dead
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| Palaces and flower a crown for my head
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| But from somewhere deep inside me came the strength to scream no
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind knows
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
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| Mustapha the silver bit and stoked up the fire
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| Began his tale once in the blue hills so tired
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| I found a cave to shelter in and the rest I’ve disclosed
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| Fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
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| Fable or fantasy the desert wind blows
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| If its fable or fantasy the desert wind blows |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mustapha's Tale , by - Angelo Branduardi. Song from the album Fables and Fantasies, in the genre Поп