How did he come heer?
Who gave him the key?
Slipped in his hand
Who put the colour
So secretly
Like lines on his face
And brought him here To a pagan place? How high did it fly?
When he tipped it
Who shot the arrow?
Did he even know why?
With poison
Brought him
What unseen hand
Face to face to face to face with
In a pagan place?
All this and more Come into my parlour Sail in at my shore
Drink my soul dry
There is always more
Now fly on my carpet
Heart of Man
There is always more after
And see the
Look into my face
In a Pagan
In a Pagan
In a Pagan
In a Pagan
In a Pagan
Pagan.
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