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Terror In the Canyons (The Wounded Master)

I could be the tiger, I could be the snake,

I could be the fire, I could be the lake,

I could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind,

I could be the devil waiting to begin.See, I was the wounded master, oh then I was the slave,

My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they would not behave,

See, I was the holy writer then I was the page,

I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage.But now youre telling me my hearts sick,

And Im telling you I know,

And youre telling me youre leaving,

And Im telling you to go,

And Im not so sorry for the heart-wreck,

But for each season left unblessed,

The new terror in the canyons,

The new terror in our chests.I could be the tether, I could be the place,

I could be forever or just a couple days,

I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin,

I could be the devil and do it all again.See, I was the wounded master then I was the slave,

My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they was caught in a rage,

See, I was the holy lion then I was the cage,

I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage.O but now youre telling me my hearts sick,

And Im telling you I know,

And youre telling me youre leaving,

And Im telling you to go,

And Im not so sorry for the heart-wreck,

But for each season left unblessed,

The new terror in the canyons,

The new terror in our chests.

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