How did he come here? Who gave him the key? Slipped it in his hand So secretly And who put the colour Like lines on his face? Brought him here To a pagan place
Now who shot his arrow? How high did it fly? When he tipped it with poison Did he even know why? What unseen hand Brought him face to face to face to face with All this and more In a pagan place?
Come into my parlour Sail in at my shore Drink my soul dry There is always more There is always more after now Fly on my carpet Look into my face See the heart of man In a pagan In a pagan In a pagan In a pagan In a pagan Pagan...
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