| The road is so foggy, foggy
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| The road is so icy, icy
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| The road is so coolie, coolie
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| The road is so foggy, foggy
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| There a ship appear on the beach bringing herbs and spice to the native of the
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| shore
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| Hiding amongst the willow in darkness, the Queen of Judgement is watching
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| She heard the master voice in the distant of the shore, giving echo to the
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| captain of the crew
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| The message, of what for a penny?
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| They see the heart not the isle in vain, and let the poor man fill his bag
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| They call the master in the distant announcing his arrival
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| The voice around the fire turned to worship them in silence
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| Melchizedek the High Priest of Salem
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| Melchizedek the High Priest
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| There’s a ship appear on the beach, bringing herbs and spice to the native of
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| the shore
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| Hiding amongst the willow in darkness, the Queen of Judgement is watching
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| She heard the master’s voice in the distant, giving echo…
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| Me say the road is so foggy, foggy
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| The road is so icy, icy
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| The road is so foggy, foggy
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| The road is so icy, icy… so wetty, wetty
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| The road is so icy, icy
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| The doctor present herb in a gold chalice, and brought forward
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| Melchizedek the High Priest
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| And the king of peace on earth he praise of the most high god
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| There’s a ship appear on the beach, with black
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| Bringing herbs and spice to the native of the shore
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| Hiding amongst the willow in darkness, the Queen of Judgement is watching
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| She heard the master’s voice in the distant of the shore
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| She giving echo to the captain of the crews
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| The road is so foggy, foggy
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| Man, the road is so icy, icy
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| The road is so foggy, foggy
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| Say me walk with me dreadlocks brethren
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| The road is so foggy
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| Tell you say the road is so icy, icy
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| The foggy, foggy, foggy, foggy, foggy road
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| I walk the icy, icy, icy, icy road
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| Right there… |