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See the low fires burning at the Feast of St John See the heroes returning, all but one And I'll be with you, brother, if good fortune allow 'Cause all that was east is west of me now Then oh, don't go down when you're lit on by sorrow And then oh, don't take that shit on And oh, oh, like birds of bad weather Oh, oh, here they come And oh, oh, may they all fall together Oh monsters begone Hope we won't have to wait 'round forever See a man of good standing Pushed to the ground And his lover attending and her arms all around And her anger, and her ire, and her blood raging full Muster, muster to the depths of your soul And oh, don't go drowning when they drag you down in the hollow And oh, don't take their shit on And oh, oh, let them circle, let them hover Oh, oh, here they come Letras de cancionesAnd oh, oh, they all deserve one another Oh monsters begone I was all boogie boogie till you came along And oh, oh, like birds of bad weather Oh, oh, here they come And oh, oh, may they all fall together Oh monsters begone We should have seen it coming See the low fires burning at the Feast of St John See the heroes returning, all but one From Letras Mania