Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotine Dream (Slow Drugs)

One in front of the other
The clock wasting minutes
counting the hour
That determines my

In this place I
at the stares
Not a kind of face among
And no one

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

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

It's falling, falling and slicing
me from myself
For the final I see now
That I deserve much, much

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

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

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

Give me no last
Give me no last
give me sweet, sweet death
Make my worst real

done all I can
This is out of my
ask me to forgive
And I ask to live

No steps
And no time
The blade, it
And this life

As the fade
And life, it by
Fills lies and hate
My demise has

Falling downward in
These walls of my hell
His eyes say to me
"My son, you have me well"

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