Manticora

Come child join me, now thatthe whiskey
Has turned me into another man
We'll talk and we'll laugh like old times
And we'll try to understand
As I see your face, pale and terrified
It's a nightmare coming true
And believe me daughter, everyday
It's a new you I'm talking to
Old Scholar – man of wisdom
Take your daughter to Hyperion
Now, don't hesitate to come
Put a dagger into her heart
– let her spirit fly to the sun
Let her spirit fly to the sun
How my God can this be true
And why, did it happen to you