procol harum
beyond the pale
Who will search for holy grail Past the edge beyond the veil Who will come beyond the light Far from reach beyond all sight  Who will share this bitter cup Let the wild dogs tear them up Let the cold winds blow them down Drive them deep beneath the ground  Who will live in darkest night Dankest gloom and quietest quiet Buried deep beneath the ground Far from any human sound  Who will search for treasure trove Scour the seas and scale the globe Past the peaks beyond the heights Far most reaches furthest sights  Who will share this bitter cup Let the wild dogs tear them up Let the cold winds blow them down Drive them deep beneath the ground