| Deep in the chambers where time’s standing still
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| There’s mixtures and potions for all of his needs
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| The prophet is glaring with eyes cold as ice
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| A horrible laughter escapes from his mouth
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| Raving in madness when fumes are inhaled
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| The poison is ready to fulfill his dreams
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| He walks to the kitchen unseen by all
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| The kings food is waiting
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| It’s not what it seems
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| The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine
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| Soon it will steal the good king’s life
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| Murder !
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| Soon it will be solved, the problems I have
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| Get rid of the fool king who sits on his ass
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| The prince he means trouble, must take care of that
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| Maybe I’ll frame him for murdering the king
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| When my lethal poison has taken his life
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| I’ll place some leftovers for someone to find
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| I’ll place it with great care in the young prince’s room
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| When somebody finds it, the prince will be doomed
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| The crystal glassclear poison pours like wine…
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| The crystal glassclear poison poured like wine
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| Now it has brought the good king’s life, to an end |