I've seen your trick of blood, your trap of fire
Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon
And your jailhouse smile
So dry your eyes
And turn your head away
Now there's nothing more to say
Now you're gone away
Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon
And your jailhouse smile
So dry your eyes
And turn your head away
Now there's nothing more to say
Now you're gone away
Nick Cave
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