Accessory - Secret Culture lyrics

[Accessory - Secret Culture lyrics]

The harvest of fortune is near
No choice, no voice - to describe
These signs are simply and clear
For the destiny of my tribe

I have seen some clouds of dust
Coloured in blanket grey
I've seen the unaccepted trust
In my possible delay

I am a merchant with my souls
I deal with their faith
Their response is my goal
This calling makes my grace
I'm a medicine man

Their confidence was never more
Than in this confused times
They would be disappointed in me
If I don't save them from decline

I took some boundaries of time
The wheel runs on high speed
I'm the fighter against the crime
My decision is to lead

I am a merchant with my souls
I deal with their faith
Their response is my goal
This calling makes my grace
I'm a medicine man

I'm the medicine man

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