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Haunting, Dystopian Alt-Rock, Murder-Folk, Lyricist & Singer-Songwriter.

LIFE’S RICH PAGEANT — PART I 

LIFE’S RICH PAGEANT — PART I 

Cold air, bright light, scream as you fight for life
Lungs fill, first breath, Genesis once more the test
Maybe the spoon will be silver, for the majority it’s probably not
Maybe an accident of birth, survival of what you’ve got
And it’s part of life’s rich pageant
Some lies are good when you are young
They protect you from the outside
Soon you realise there are no monsters
It’s only from Man you have to hide
And you stand in limbo of our past fathers
Could be Hell, could be paradise
The Devil tries to seal the bargain
But acid has a way of leaking inside
And it’s part of life’s rich pageant
And it’s part of life’s rich pageant
Be careful out there my son
It’s a world where a dog will eat a dog
Money brings the power, which brings the corruption, which brings the war
And the young must never lose their voice
And it’s part of life’s rich pageant
life’s rich pageant
life’s rich pageant
life’s rich pageant

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