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Secret Culture 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
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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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- Track 2 on ...and I Say "Go"
- 1 …and I Say "Go"
- 3 Die Rebellion
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