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Stoke the fire

Bring the mixture to a steady boil

Smoke is rising

The thick aroma of burning oil

Turn the wheel, stir the brew

It's coming back now

Turn the wheel, stir the brew

Its' coming back to you

Unmake the night, go now

Blow your horn on high

Burn the eastern sky

Open yo soul

Watch your world turn to

Dust and ashes

The scattered of a great armada

Worms and maggots

The rotting corpses of your sons and daughters

What you say, was you do

It's coming back around

What you say, what you do

It all comes back to you

Cry in the night, go now

Blow your horn on high

Burn the eastern sky

Open yo soul

Watch your world turn to gold

Turn to gold

This shattered heart made whole

Let in the light, rise now

Blow your horn on high

Burn the eastern sky

Open yo soul

Watch your world turn to gold

Turn to gold

This shattered heart made whole