Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotine Dream (Slow Drugs)

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

In place I wait
at the stares
Not a of face among them
And no one

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

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

falling, falling and slicing through
Removing me myself
For the final I see now
That I deserve much, much

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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