The Scaffold Lyrics

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In Orient where wise I was to please the way I live.
Come give the beggar chance at hand his life is on his lip.
Three score a thousand times where once in Amazon.
Where El Dorado holds the key no keeper holds my hand.
CHORUS:
Unchain the gate of solitude, the ruler says you run.
Run hard unto the scaffold high - your chance to - jump the gun.
Oh, how high the scaffold grows - the plant life of your widow.
In black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window.
Oh, how high the scaffold grows - the plant life of your widow.
In black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window.
The Minotaur with bloody hands is - enraged by the sun.
Caged he by the corpses brought forth by the dawn.
In Orient is as I told the buckshee hangman swears.
For open crypts to silence nylon knots to sway by prayer.
In Orient where wise I was to please the way I live.
Come give the beggar chance at hand - his life is on his lip.