Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotine Dream (Slow Drugs)

One step in of the other
The wasting minutes away
counting the hour
That determines my

In place I wait
Looking at the
Not a kind of face among
And no one

They all I deserve this
And I do
The blade at me
For it knows the

Take my on the throne of
and sinners
Martyrs and
Take my place on the of
Martyrs and
and sinners

It's falling, and slicing through
Removing me myself
For the time I see now
I deserve much, much worse

I am the head
And I be severed
I am the head
And I must be

for me
But their cold hard
My heart
Death's embrace

Take my on the throne of
and sinners
Martyrs and
Take my place on the of
Martyrs and
Martyrs and

me no last words
Give me no meal
give me sweet, sweet death
Make my worst fears

done all I can
This is out of my
Don't ask me to
And I ask to live

No more
And no more
The blade, it
And ends this

As the fade
And life, it by
Fills with and hate
My has arrived

Falling in time
walls speak of my hell
His eyes say to me
"My son, you served me well"

I am the head
And I be severed
I am the serpent's
And I must be