From the recording Troy Richmond Dixon

Lyrics

All the King’s Horses
 
in the ghetto’s of a cancerous land
reading the writing on the sidewalk,
all of my pretentiousness has all been in vain
said the cold hand of fate once again,
peek in the coffin just to see who it’s for
don’t believe in mercy, I’ve already seen the killing floor,
and everything I’ve learned has all been undone
by the cold hand of fate once again
by the cold hand of fate once again
 
I know, this could be the day
I know, this could be the day
 
hunting at midnight, not a breeze to be found
black cats and palm trees, blood on the ground,
who has mistaken me, enemy or friend?
or the cold hand of fate once again
pull back the black veil, kick down that wall
ask questions later if we need to at all,
finger on the trigger so don’t make a move
said the cold hand of fate once again
said the cold hand of fate once again
 
I know, this could be the day
I know, this could be the day
all the kings horses
all the kings men
 
just read the orders and get right in line
don’t read the fine print, works every time,
do you hear the drumming, so go march with the band
and the cold hand of fate once again
and the cold hand of fate once again
 
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