Dark Moor - The Fool lyrics

An odd figure ancient, wondrous
Needs it's vigour to work his way yonder

Where his gladness becomes sadness
When his madness takes control

In this world where the starts are ends
All chances are nothing but trends
Where hazard rules, he is the world
He is The Fool

Wears a look of innocence
The energy is into motion
Following his inner sense
His north will be providence

Takes a walk starting off his journey
Always forward looking for his freedom

He takes the life as a gladless tourney
That he must confront by going on and on

In this world where the starts are ends
All chances are nothing but trends
Where hazard rules, he is the world
He is The Fool

Wears a look of innocence
The energy is into motion
Following his inner sense
His north will be providence

Wears a look of innocence
The energy is into motion
Following his inner sense
His north will be providence

Wears a look of innocence
The energy is into motion
Following his inner sense
His north will be providence