Lyrics
One
cold
dawn
He
was
found
Fragments
of
a
man
Winter
1912
Science
or
fiction?
Human
descend
Skull
and
jawbone
Under
chalk
and
stone
A
mystery
pulled
from
gravel
Body
is
troubled
place
Evolutionary
deception
Burning
stained
bones
and
teeth
Then
burying
them
deep
Uncardaned
Count
down
man
Burning
singling
Dorset's
stone
man
Pulled
back
a
curtain
Unbelieving
it
ran
Forlorn
to
see
Truth
indeed
far
stranger
than
fiction
We
can
see
into
his
mind
Trace
the
history
of
illusion
Curious
life
to
lead
All
his
forgeries
Truth
died
when
he
died
And
the
reasons
why
remain
unknown
Body
is
troubled
place
Burning
stained
bones
and
teeth
We
can
see
into
his
mind
Curious
life
to
lead
All
his
forgeries
Who
will
ever
be
found?
Who
will
ever
be
found?
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