اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Speak no evil, and let it infect your mind
The braveheart’s crown has got a hole!
Look at all the songs, and chivalry you’ve built around your life
Now envision the calamity to have it redefined
Come what may, if you see no sign of truth!
Hanging on shadow, shadow
And with a grip around the throne
What is left to do if candor’s lost after all?
So come and sway with me (oh)
‘Fore our heads are gone tomorrow
Jaded as you are
(There is a sickening reckoning beckoning)
They’re venom free, these words I speak
(This changes everything)
There’s something in your heart
(Or what’s left of it - this is not a guilt trip)
It’s taking over, can’t you see?
(The last time in your life, why aren’t you listening?)
Hanging on shadow, shadow
And with a grip around the throne
What is left to do if candor’s lost after all?
So come and sway with me, (oh)
‘Fore our heads are gone tomorrow
Hanging on trial
And with it's grip around my throat
What is left for me if jester’s not wanted anymore
Well I said my piece
I hope it leaves you headless
