"Blue Cardinal"
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I am filled with the guilt of your innocence,
Mixed emotions in the inhuman game.
We were touched with a scent of the nonsense,
Swirled around and matched within shame.

If life's a game, I don't want to be a player,
Substitute me or let me foul out.
Don't understand the limits of a prayer,
'Cause I don't let my God fill with doubt.

So take me on the grand tour of Salem's Lot,
Filled with all the witches and cats.
See the grave of a man filled with confidence,
Love seen the ways of his parents.

One, twelve, four, thirteen in the morning.
My clock must be on an acid trip!
Like your father and your mother before you,
Out of hand with silver coated ships.
Just let me guide you through the world of the stars,
Don't be afraid when you come out with scars,
Tapping bottles on the neighbors window pane.
Take it as it, come as you are, insane?!

So take me on the grand tour of Salem's Lot,
Filled with all the witches and cats.
See the grave of a man filled with confidence,
Love seen the ways of his parents.

Filled with jewels, hate the fools, all the time.
Telling tales, of blonde hair, tied in knots.
Run away, from the ways, redefined.

I am filled with the guilt of your innocence,
We were touched with a scent of the nonsense.
My clock must be on an acid trip!
Out of hand with silver coated ships!
Mixed emotions in the inhuman game,
Swirled around and matched within...

So take me on the grand tour of Salem's Lot,
Filled with all the witches and cats.
See the grave of a man filled with confidence,
Normal seen the ways of his parents.
All in all is all we are,
The irony of the Blue Cardinal is sacred.