Skyclad - On With Their Heads!
Now The Final Curtain's Fallen, For No Show Goes On Forever, If The World's A Stage - Mine's Empty. Whilst Upon It You'll Tread Never. As The Instruments Lie Silent In Their Coffins Made Of Wood, I Rest Assured They'd Say These Words - If Say These Words They Could; Whatever Happened To The Songs - The Music That We Made, And The Joy We Shared Together As On Me Your Fingers Played? Are Chose Symphonies Forgotten - With Our Cases Closed And Latched'? Dreams Now Dusty, Old And Rotten - Empty Shells (no Strings Attached). Amidst The Dying Candle-light, I Sit Forlorn, Alone, A Space Once Filled With Laughter Bright, The Place My Heart Called Home Now The Puppets Are My Company - But Wood And Straw Can't Speak; Though It By Chance They Came To Life I'm Certain They Would Weep;
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