Tryst With Mephistopheles歌词

[01:01.000]I stumbled on the summit's path
[01:07.500]Clumsy, clumsy
[01:09.900]No paragon am I
[01:13.000]I can't even keep my shoes tied
[01:24.400]I've been in love with Owen ever since
[01:30.400]I heard the strains of Psalm 21
[01:36.600]Standing between the choirs
[01:42.000]As they sang, "Laudate Dominum, Laudate Dominum"
[01:54.000]Damn, I wrote it down, but I left it in the pocket of my other jeans
[02:05.700]Scrawled across the foolscap: "I don't know what your devotion means
[02:11.000]I don't know what your devotion means."
[02:17.000]And up, upon the summit I can see
[02:23.200]The one I worshipped as a boy
[02:28.970]The Creator, The Great White Noise
[02:34.800]The Great White Noise
[02:55.500]Charged and charging up the ridge
[02:58.400]The chests are empty, the coffers too
[03:01.400]They float in the flood, and so will you, I swear, so will you
[03:15.700]"Your light is spent! Your light is spent!" I cried
[03:21.600]As I drove the iron spike into Owen's eyes
[03:27.500]The sun sped cross the plains like that cinematic moment where
[03:33.500]Humanity and nature collide
[03:39.400]When you think, "Everything's gonna be all right,"
[03:50.400]Just before the hero gets a bullet in his side
[03:56.400]Just before the hero gets a bullet in his side
[04:17.400]Whizzing off the clifftop
[04:20.400]Listening for the spatter, thirty floors below
[04:29.100]Down come the vultures
[04:32.780]I will not be your fuel anymore
[04:41.000]Now the author has been silenced, how will they ever decipher me?
[04:52.400]I hope they hear these words and are convinced
[04:56.900]You never even knew me
[05:04.000]I draw a bruise on your brawny shoulder
[05:10.100]Scratch my fingers over your tattoos
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