| I’m a wanderer and I wear the mask of mystery
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| From a prisoner waiting for the last request
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| When I got the will, then I got the chance;
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| He said: certain mistakes of my fiends
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| Make the wish fulfilled
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| Now — that — I — see — I — can — be — free
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| I — will — give — y o u — all my pain
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| And I wish you where here
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| I wish you fear — I wish you well
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| And that you’re burning there
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| In hell instead of me And I wish you where here I wish you amen
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| I cause your all-inclusive pain
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| All the walls inside try to speak with me Beautify this spider’s home
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| Help the fly to rest in peace
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| Then I read a plan — kind of bleeding tattoo
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| Out of words of a murderer
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| «like pearls of insane dew»
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| How can I see what he told me I try to listen to his pain and I Wish you where here
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| I wish you’re near me I wish you well
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| And that you’re turning this my hell into a fane
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| And I wish you where here
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| Now I cut out my brain
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| Before I’ll try to understand — what you mean
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| And I follow all the traces
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| To your long forgotten places
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| In a ghost ship down the sea to holy island
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| Waits homicide for me… like on morphine
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| I see all the eyeshots he had
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| On his long requiem to the end
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| Why should I see what he wrote there for me In his message I hear poor victims plea:
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| I wish you where here
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| I wish you well and that you’re burning
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| Here in hell instead of me And I wish you where here
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| So give me all your prayers
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| For the sins I have to pay
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| I work for I.C.P.O. |
| (interpol)
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| And some details show me Not the «plain type»
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| Not the «gain type"of serial assassin
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| He’s not motivated by hedonism
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| Untypical — no gilles de rais,
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| No bathory, not jack, so I got the suspicion
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| He’s a man with a clear sagacious mission |