NCiD RANCiD RANCiD RANCiD RANCiD This work by GRENDEL all ANCiD A RANCi rights (and lefts) reserved! RANCi ANCi AN D RAN RANC RANC RANCiD RA iD RA iD RAN Well it s now Eden but D RAN D RANCi R Ci NCiD RA the merger came too late iD RA iD RANCiD N i RANCiD R in the month for me to make CiD R CiD iD ANCi RANCiD a new sig Next month NCiD NCiD RA Ci RANC RANCiD ANCiD NCiD NC RANC D RANCi RANCiD RAN iD RAN iD RANC Leper Messiah Told ya I was RANCiD RANCiD RA CiD RANCiD RAN gonna steal this idea EG D RANCiD RANCiD RANCiD RANCiD RA The Lady High in a tower Or so it s told Far from eyes Of the mortal fold Sits a lady All swathed in gold With eyes of fire Shining bold And in the shadows Does she sing Of her human lover And of a ring Of times long gone And death s cold sting Of how the end Comes to everything Slowly in the darkness Her eyes do close Her body still In death s repose And shadows crawl O er her golden clothes As the tower falls And as dust on wind tis blown