Keith Emerson
Knife Edge
Just a step cried the sad manTake a look down at the madmanTheater kings on silver wingsFly beyond reasonFrom the flight of the seagullCome the spread claws of the eagleOnly fear breaks the silenceAs we all kneel pray for guidanceTread the road cross the abyssTake a look down at the madnessOn the streets of the cityOnly specters still have pityPatient queues for the gallowsSing the praises of the hallowedOur machines feed the furnaceIf they take us they will burn usWill you still know who you areWhen you come to who you are
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