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