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Epitaph
- King Crimson -

In The Court Of The Crimson King (1969)

The wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams

Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams

When every man is torn apart
with nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams

Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it
We can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying

Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
who know and who are known

Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see
is in the hands of fools

 

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The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams
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As silence drowns the screams
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the iron gates of fate
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who know and who are known
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