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While we sit anxious around the bonfires Trying to think of things to say All is lying at the very brink I guess we've seen enough today Aye, it is with truth I say: all fierce to avenge we were As Job had fallen prey This night was just a blur His spirit we will cherish To mourn - we had no time The wicked's light shall perish His spark of fire shall not shine The bo'sun placed his hand with dread Over the poor lad's heart Job - so mangled an be-bled And the boy moved not ever again Our bonfires well raked Sent up nightly pillars of flame The next morning's dawn we waked There was a great wind and rain I hope some day, my friend You'll be back on peaceful soil The least said the better Gotten rid of all turmoil Aus Songtexte Mania