Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain, and wiped away the beads of sweat that
glistened on his brow
His tired feet were buried in the quag___mire
And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him and fulfillment of his
Vows
And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root, and pull his body upwards to a
seagreen mossy boulder
And he dragged his weary carcass up the moun___tain
And he climbed so slowly, he climbed so slowly,
Ahead (hea-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaa) (x2)
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Suddenly he heard the crack of thun__der and the rocks began to crumble overhead
And tumble down the mountain to the dismal swamp that lay beneath the
Jagged cliffs through which his path had led
And the earth began to quake beneath his feet and the mighty mountain changed before his eyes
And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones cascading down the mountain
And a thousand birds were headed for the sky, ohhhhhh
The sacred creed will be yours, and if you wait 'til tomorrow
the sacred creed
Will be yours to devour, yours to seize
And to obey (hea-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaa) (x2)
Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa
Dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head, and was driven to his knees by a
blazing beam of light
And he saw the silhouette that stood be-fore him
And he bowed in reverence, trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form
Icculus, the prophet, stood before his eyes
Looking down on Colonel Forbin where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck
And he quietly addressed him
And he spoke so slowly, he spoke so slowly,
Ahead (hea-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaa)
He said (hea-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaa)
Funky Random Note Piano/Guitar Walkup Again
Colonel Forbin, I know why you've come here, and I'll help you on your quest to gain the
Knowledge that you lack, I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird
To find and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack
And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow, and the helping friendly book will plant
the seed
But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure becomes a deadly weapon in
the hands of
Avarice and greed, ohhhhhh
The sacred creed will be yours, and if you wait 'til tomorrow
the sacred creed
Will be yours to devour, yours to seize
And to obey (hea-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaaa-eaaaaaa) (x2)