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Antemasque - Ride Like The Devil's Son

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The storm whispered in my ear “Your turn to take the bullseye“ With the force and praise of jack straw crows Knock, knock, knocking at my door But after twenty years I hang my spurs On the perch of these telephone wires They used to drag on cupid heels With true north in their compass Wandering in circles With nothing left to lose Carved on a mountain where a pale horse rides The bible, yes the bible is the truth Can you read my palms? Can you read me heart? Can you read my lips? Can you read my thoughts

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