Gaze into pictures of historical times Wade into waters of bittersweet wine Where are the madmen Who lead us to despair Where are the madmen Where are the squires in the troubled realm Lost in the distance, captains at the helm Where are the madmen Who lead in misery Where are the madmen Something worth fighting for Something's worth dying for Here they comeBirth sign: Scorpio
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