Lost in time, forbidden city
and the prophets all know it by thy name
Ancient cries, they have led me
down here to the cobblestone streets of southern Spain
Blood and wine, taste of life, no sleep at all
Cruz Campo flows, cast under its spell I fall
Stranger things I've never seen
Yet all too familiar in southern Spain
Church bells mark my dark routine
Down here in the cobblestone streets of southern Spain
Blood and wine, taste of life, no sleep at all
Cruz Campo flows, cast under its spell I fall
Stabbed in the side, blood is draining
down the cobblestone streets of southern Spain
Darkness falls, I see the serpentine take me
To the catacomb coves of southern Spain.
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