| At night… At night…
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| At night — they will think they have seen the sun
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| When they see the mad half-pig man
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| At night — screams, battles seen fought in the sky
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| And beasts will be heard to speak
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| Man, man your time is sand
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| Your ways are leaves upon the sea
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| I am the eyes of Nostradamus
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| All your ways are known to me
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| Think upon it — all of you who may read this verse
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| Listen and listen well
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| Think upon it — barbarians, idiots and fools stay far away
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| Man, man your time is sand
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| Your ways are leaves upon the sea
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| I am the eyes of Nostradamus
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| All your ways are known to me
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| Oh, I had a dream
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| I thought I was alone
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| And the veil of all the years
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| Fell from my eyes like a stone
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| From the ground — the seven year child
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| And a fire will come to the earth
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| From the sky — at forty-five degrees
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| And the stone will crack with the force
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| Man, man your time is sand
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| Your ways are leaves upon the sea
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| I am the eyes of Nostradamus
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| All your ways are known to me
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| Oh, I had a dream
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| I thought I was alone
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| And the veil of all the years
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| Fell from my eyes like a stone
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| At night… at night…
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| Think upon it… think upon it…
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| At night… at night…
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| Think upon it… think upon it… |