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Cuff you one feel my tradition reckon you in its dying repetition Lay you out true to my kind next one down in your bled out bloodline Bound to an ancestry, bound to follow, lest something lead you astray Young fostered under code, not too cryptic as to not clearly convey When not to raise your head and where not to tread Bound to an ancestry, bound to follow, lest something lead you astray Young fostered under code, not too cryptic as to not clearly convey When not to raise your head and where not to tread Sleep is finally come (Let it) You who've waked so long (Lead you) You built your throne on them (Lead you astray) Your foundation's gone Cover the bloom you wore With the strange new soil in the town where you were born Three feet down you can't tell The scent of a horse and a courage you knew so well No bloody moon Aus Songtexte Mania