secret culture - accessory lyrics
the harvest of fortune is near
no choice, no voice – to describe
these signs are simply and clear
for the destiny of my tribe
i have seen some clouds of dust
coloured in blanket grey
ive seen the unexepted trust
in my possible delay
i’m a merchant with souls
i deal with their faith
their response is my goal
this calling makes my grace
i’m the medicine man
i’m the medicine man
…
their confidence was never more
than in this confused times
they would be disappointed in me
if i don’t save them from decline
i took some boundaries of time
the wheel runs on high speed
i’m the fighter against the crime
my decision is to lead
i’m a merchant with souls
i deal with their faith
their response is my goal
this calling makes my grace
i’m the medicine manc
i’m the medicine man
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