Luyện nghe bài hát Guillotine Dream (Slow Drugs)

One step in front of the
The clock minutes away
Slowly the hour
That determines my

In this place I
Looking at the
Not a of face among them
And no one

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

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

falling, falling and slicing through
Removing me from
For the time I see now
That I deserve much, worse

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

for me
But their hard gaze
My heart
warm embrace

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

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

I've all I can
is out of my hands
Don't ask me to
And I ask to live

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

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

downward in time
These speak of my hell
His vengeful say to me
"My son, you served me well"

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