Accessory - Secret Culture (Go Remix) lyrics

The harvest of fortune is near No choice, no voice - to describe These signs are simply and clear For the destiny of my tribe I have seen some clouds of dust Coloured in blanket grey I've seen the unaccepted trust In my possible delay I am a merchant with my souls I deal with their faith Their response is my goal This calling makes my grace I'm a medicine man Their confidence was never more Than in this confused times They would be disappointed in me If I don't save them from decline I took some boundaries of time The wheel runs on high speed I'm the fighter against the crime My decision is to lead I am a merchant with my souls I deal with their faith Their response is my goal This calling makes my grace I'm a medicine man I'm the medicine man