Epitaph lyrics ( In The Woods )
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Artist : In The Woods Song : Epitaph
[King Crimson, 1969]
The wall on
which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the
seams.
Upon the instruments if death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every
man is torn apart
With nightmares and with
dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel
wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered
by the deeds of those
Who know and who are
known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of
all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If
we make it we can all sit back
and
laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be
crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.
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