Mis en chateau

When you discovered you where
Stabbed by a knife
Instead of being stoned
You know the real reasons of your heart

Blood as red as whine
Mis en chateau
Oh the ship of fools
Ridden by the young and the old

And you froze out in the cold
And discovered you survived
Because you are not just any whine
You are mis en chateau
-x-

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