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Once a time when lead afield And left abandoned to fend Let a pebble find a way Weather washed the trail to an end The young are callow An easy lure fooled into fantasy There's no return for the left behind And not a way from the thick Tempt is easy when is without one Becomes unwise to the trick The young are callow An easy lure fooled into fantasy Their tender minds Take in no discern to the grim of reality Where do the hungry turn There's nothing to fall to the feast On the stray the witches ready When in convenant of the beast The young are callow An easy lure fooled into fantasy Letras de canciones Their tender minds Take in no discern to the grim of reality The young are callow An easy lure fooled into fantasy From Letras Mania