Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotine Dream (Slow Drugs)

One step in of the other
The clock wasting minutes
Slowly the hour
That my destiny

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

They all think I this
And I do
The smiles at me
For it the truth

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

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

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

for me
But cold hard gaze
My heart
Death's warm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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