And dogs will follow
The scent of innocence
The wars of the roses
Sounding the charge
Down in history
The hand that offers
The heart is unfaithful
Full of broken promise
And hidden in the hollow
A blood-red coat
White to the bone
Fit for a queen
And the cloven foot
A trophy animal
A lost game
Mount the high horse And dogs will follow The scent of innocence The wars of the roses Sounding the charge Down in history The hand that offers The heart is unfaithful Full of broken promise And hidden in the hollow A blood-red coat White to the bone Fit for a queen And the cloven foot A trophy animal A lost game Explain Request ×
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