Gaze at the leaving clairvoyant
Predicting invasions and pain
A child cansee through the stranger...
The Watcher´s eye, the noble liar

It´s time for the merchant and his help for sale...
Blades to cut wicked flesh
On a merchantman he counts his money
Then he sails away
The sea he´ll cruise is blood and fire

Oh father I can´t see a lane
They make you a pawn in the game
For we all are deaf, dumb and blind

After the storm when the magic has gone
Drown in the tears of a mandrake
Pawn in the game, invisible chains
Try to move, you´ll feel as they graze

After the storm when the magic has gone
Drown in the tears of a mandrake
Fading away, the final decay
Try to move, break out from your chains

When you´re off to the hall of the serpent
See the cynic who´s counting his gold
While gun runners, priests and clairvoyants
Are dancing around the rising demon

You are taught to eat up all the crap they shit
Parading your nuts on a silver plate
Kill your brother by the blade they sell
For you don´t unite
They reap your bondage sowing evil

There´s no use to tell what I´ve seen
They know how to make you believe
Just what they want you to know

Tears of a mandrake - yeah...

Drown in the tears of the mandrake
Pawn in the game - Drown in the tears of a mandrake