Friends In Low Places

In old Venezia I made my trade
 Selling marionettes in my ramshackle place
 On that hallowed night when I lost my life
 All I remember was the gleam of the knife
 I vanish with no traces
 I got friends in low places
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 I wasn't missed or mourned, my body never found
 But I made new friends here underground
 I was chosen for a second chance at life
 I am the watcher, now I watch for all of time
 Face off with the faceless
 I got friends in low places
 Oh, just another one in a long line of no ones
 One of many replacements
 With my friends in low places
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 I vanish with no traces
 I've got friends in low places
 Oh, just another one in a long line of no ones
 Face off with the faceless
 With my friends in low places