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I don't mean to be a misery but I have to tell you straight there are zombies in the closet and they're not prepared to wait. We are the tribe that eats itself and spits out not a morsel thing. And navigates this desert by our cold dead reckoning. Does anybody have the charts, coordinates or maps? A hint of a direction to avoid further mishaps? A throw of dice, a toss of coin decides what Mrs. Luck might bring as we navigate this desert by our cold, dead reckoning. Turmoil, tempest, tall tsunami, haven't we heard it all before? Await The Beast to join the feast, this party is an open door. All are welcome! All are joined in penitence, if it please the King, while we navigate this desert by our cold, dead reckoning. Letras de cancionesWe placed our trust in sad self-doubting leaders who have led, led us through the dark to slip amongst the ranks and files of walking dead. Send to us a guiding symbol, tiny bird upon the wing, as we navigate this desert by our cold, dead reckoning. Now, back across the Doggerland: will higher mighty force redeem the one who dropped the moral compass, failed to fulfill the dream? Will testimony tarnish and will sticky reputation cling? As we navigate this desert by our cold, dead reckoning. Cheer up, Charlie, brave a smile, lift your chin and walk the walk. See! Angels watching over all; the snake, the dove, the circling hawk. There must be another Eden, future garden of earthly delight. Next time, no fruit: in birthday suit, walk naked through the heavenly night as we navigate this desert by our cold, dead reckoning. From Letras Mania