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[Silent Poet]

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I wake up in tha’ morning
An’ I raise me weary head
I have got an old cloak for a pillow
An’ tha’ earth was last night's bed
I dinna know where I am goin’
Only God knows where I have been
I am a devil on tha’ run
A six dagger lover
A candle in tha’ wind

When ye are brought inta’ this world
They say ye are born in sin
Well at least they gave me somethin’
I dnna have to’ steal o’ have ta’ win
Well they tell me that I am wanted
Aye, I am a wanted man
I am a stallion in yuir stable
I am wha’ Cain was ta’ Abel
Mister Spawn , catch me if ye can

I wi’ be going oot in a blaze o’ glory
Take me now but ken tha’ truth
I wi’ be goin’ oot in a blaze o’ glory
I swear I ne’er drew first
But I drew first blood
I am no one's son
*Call me oot if ye wi’*

Ye ask aboot me conscience
An’ I offer ye me soul
Ye ask if I wi’ grow ta’ be a wise man
Well I ask if I wi’ grow old
Ye ask me if I hae known love
An’ what tis like ta’ sing songs in tha’ rain
Well, I hae seen love come
An’ I hae seen it shot down
I hae seen it die in vain

Struck down in a blaze o’ glory
Take me now but ken tha’ truth
I wi’ be goin’ oot in a blaze o’ glory
I swear I ne’er drew first
But I drew first blood I'm the devil's son
*Call me oot if ye wi’*

Each night I go ta’ bed
I pray tha’ Lord me soul ta’ keep
nay I am no lookin’ for forgiveness
But afore I am six foot deep

Och, I got ta’ ask a favor
An’ I hope ye wi’ understan’
'Cause I hae lived life ta’ tha’ fullest
Let this lad die like a man
Staring down a blade
Let me make me final stan’

Struck down in a blaze o’ glory
Take me now but ken tha’ truth
I wi’ be goin’ oot in a blaze o’ glory
I swear I ne’er drew first
But I drew first blood I'm the devil's son
*Call me oot if ye wi’*
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"When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell." - John Dryden