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Letra : Riddle Of The Sphinx (Live)

"Anyway, speaking of motherf**kers. I mean I'm not sure how much more introduction it needs."

"You know that was a character, right."

"Eh."

I thought myself an orphan
I clawed my way up from the streets
To earn my rank of doctor
Equal to any I should meet
How could I know my fame
Arose from sly Olympian winks?
And soon I’d match myself
Against the riddle of the Sphinx

Four legs in the morning
Two legs in the day
Three legs in the evening
As body and mind decay

A mad disease
Striking poverty
In the slums no-one cares about
In its host
Causes rapid growth
In just weeks they will die
Children then
Look as aged men
Who have not learned the words to cry
An old withered corpse yet a child