The Trickster by Highlord
I've got one foot in Heaven and my head lost in Hell
Too many stories in my head, the kind you can't easily
tell
I've got too many bad habits, I have got too many
faults
Born under the sign of the Capricorn, bastard son of a
fish and a goat
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings
And even if I changed my name
My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster)
He comes (He comes)
He messes (Your life up)
And then he's gone
All hail the Trickster
For he's the one who comes
He messes everybody's lives up
And then he's gone
I am the son of a gun, I am the son of a son
Who could never look it in the eye and face the damage
he has done
I strive with the world to stay pure at heart, as I
should have always been
So I say another prayer and I take another sip, to keep
on with this dream within a dream
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings
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