terça-feira, 15 de novembro de 2011

Coward - Trillium





Music - Gommans, Somerville / Lyrics - Somerville


The basic concept of truth seems to evade you
But I am here to set it right 


I will not squander my faith 
On fading, failing illusions 
Longing will not rule my fate 
Derailing, ailing... 


Conjure storms, I'll take my chances 
For I know that justice will come dance upon your grave 
You coward 


Parading secrets you steal 
Instilling, willing confusion 
Playing the part as you feel 
Fulfilling, killing... 


Cast your stones, I'll take my chances 
For I know that justice comes to dance upon the graves of cowards 


Parading secrets you steal 
Instilling, willing confusion 
Playing the part as you feel 
Fulfilling, killing... 


Cast your stones, I'll take my chances 
For I know that justice comes to dance upon the graves of cowards 


Red skies and diamond blades 
Dead nights and minds ablaze 


Tenacious racing toward a checkmate 
~And you know I'm right ~ 
No gracious winner in that game 
~ And the noose is tight ~ 


Fed lies, a common rage 


It's martial law to advocate 
No partial call could bear the weight 


Though foresworn, you take your chances 
You should know that soon there will be no one left to save you 
Show your scorn, I'll take my chances 
For I know that justice will come spit into your brain 
You coward...
                        

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