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The tarot is fate
Said the gypsy queen
And she beckoned me
To glimpse my future shed seen
She said try to run away
You dont know what to do
Do you feel its real
Do you believe its true
When I lay the card down
Will I turn up the fool
Will it turn up sorrow
Is there one there for you
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee
Illusions are real ...
Illusions are real
And the dream that you fear all come back to you
In voices screaming you hear
She said try to run away
You dont know what to do
Do you feel its real
Do you believe its true
When I lay the card down
Will I turn up the fool
Will it turn up sorrow
Is there one there for you
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee
For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee it tolls for thee