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Miracle of Sound - Halfman’s Song Lyrics

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  • There are some who are born distinguished
  • There are some who are raised in praise
  • But me I was always the last in line
  • A blot in my father's gaze
  • No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
  • No skill or savvy with a sword
  • But this game we all play is won in wily ways
  • And sly is this littlest lord
  • Cruel tricks of romance
  • Degraded by their spite
  • You snub your cub too many times
  • You just might feel his bite...
  • Beware beware of the words I twist
  • I am small but my reach is long
  • And the ravens black against the winter's mist
  • Are whispering the half-man's song
  • Whispering the half man's song...
  • The land is a blooming orchard
  • With fruits so juicy and ripe
  • With a clink of a coin loose the lion's loin
  • Play a tune on the half man's pipe
  • In the arms of a whore I made a promise
  • Sinking deeper into danger every day
  • Cut through all their shit with a brazen wit
  • Moulding puppets from their minds of clay
  • I'm no man of honour
  • Myself is my true king
  • But somewhere deep within me
  • The bells of conscience ring
  • Beware beware of the words I twist
  • I am small but my reach is long
  • And the ravens black against the winter's mist
  • Are whispering the half-man's song
  • They're whispering the half man's song...
  • Whispering the half man's song...

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