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the lord weird slough feg - heavy metal monk lyrics

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what kind of a fool do you take me for?
the l-st of a monk or a troubadour

i must be the last of a dying race
what virtue is wrought from a man who is chaste?
and spiteful enough for a holy war

what kind of a man do you think i am?
a master who’s failed at his own exam

this knowledge of life has become a cage
a prison where reason has turned to rage
a hawk that circles a pentagram

what kind of a face do these people see?
a creature enslaved by his inquiry

a chain of thought that will never stop
perhaps a bull in a china shop
a monster trapped in a library

i’m caught in this race’s own graveyard
i’m piecing together unholy shards

a man that died of his mental health
an age that turned it against himself
and left to gather his own reward

what ever does this world want from me?
a martyr for a moral tragedy

- the lord weird slough feg lyrics

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