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You were an off-white,heading East and on the loose.What of your old life?Does it bear consequenceto you? You met a good wife;in seven years she would come true.Flesh of my own flesh, bloodof my blood; what did you do?Blood of my blood, what did you do?You met a dark nightwhen you had earned your rightto move. Was it your ownright? Or was it chosenthere for you? Behold,the mourning. The light cameshining in the room. Your brideof weak eyes- now is your turnto play the fool. Play the fool.SongtexteYou did some hard time.Seven nights for seven years.A man with two wives;the youngest one has gainedyour ear. The Lord has chosen;One is able, one is tied.A man with two lives.Neither one is satisfied.You led a hard life. Work your hands until they bleed,until the time is rightto take your wives and sheep and leave. But your deceiver'shousehold gods are standingby. Fear of Isaac, of Abraham,is on your side. Abraham is on your side.Heap and pillar,put it there before you leave.A pillar, so that everyone can see.The pillar where you went West,and he went East. The pillar,put it there before you leave.As if to show either one of youdeceives. As if you know, for nowthe tribes are of your seed. And yes,you hope the Fear of Isaacdoes not leave. Yes, you hope. Aus Songtexte Mania