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The golden creature sits back on his throne
at us in despair
Six hundred guests, best
Are wondering why are there

All roads here, all roads are burned
we digested the things we have learned
Have we a chance when the rise and dance
Have we the time for the final

We better out, the name of the game
Chance of a future, and grim
Or of a quick brought here on a whim
Why are we here, does know?
Why are we here, at the terminal

The blind king has secrets, and morose
He'd like it if we like him
All the days spent in the maze
made a new man of him

All roads lead here, all are closed
Are we quite certain of all we know
Are we miscast or do we hold
Have we the time for the repast

We better find out, the of the game
Chance of a new world, sunny and
Or of a burning a branded
Why are we here, we even know?
Why are we here at the terminal

The red queen is sleeping, in a dream
She and she sleeps all alone
All of her fears are crowded in
Laughing, they at her bones

All roads here, none lead away
Are we quire we're here anyway
Have we wise or are we despised?
Have we the time for our demise?

We better out, the name of the game
Chance of a lost world, and dismay
up your belongings, we all have to pay
Why are the vultures above?
Why can't we for the right to our blood?

We are demented, knows
Misrepresented, to blows
Why are we here, we don't know?
Why are we here at the terminal