paroles de chanson The Lament for Beowulf - Eastman School of Music Chorus, Eastman-Rochester Orchestra & Howard Hanson
There
is
a
bleeding
unlike
the
rest
When
you
stab
the
blade
into
the
chest
Pulses
cease
from
existence
The
light
fades
into
nothingness
Your
life
is
but
punishment
Your
voice
still
pleads
ignorance
Your
pulses
raging
so
softly
The
longing
torment
ensues
my
mind
The
voice
in
the
back
of
my
head
says
to
be
kind
The
shallow
water
fit
for
drowning
But
the
lies
won't
seem
to
suffocate
Cant
you
see
the
depths
await
your
fate
I
hope
to
rid
this
earths
scum
Birthed
from
the
fires
The
truest
form
of
fear
With
the
wave
of
his
hand
he
will
raise
the
souls
of
the
damned
No
one
will
be
left
to
tell
For
a
darkness
inside
us
dwells
Maybe
we
all
deserve
to
burn
in
hell
We
hear
the
words,
they're
not
spoken
clearly
These
words
will
swim
when
the
mind
sinks
I
lift
a
hand
to
seal
these
lies
That
society
will
try
to
disguise
Sickened
as
this
race
procreates
With
every
lie
forced
down
our
throats
this
world
has
become
such
a
joke
I
think
im
going
to
fucking
choke
Time
for
chaos
I
embody
everything
that
you
hate
Take
these
lies
and
shove
them
down
your
throat
You
fucking
disgrace
I've
had
enough
of
the
bullshit
And
everything
that
you
say
It
makes
no
difference
to
me
You'll
be
dead
by
morning
anyway
I
cant
stand
this
anymore
I'm
disgusted
by
the
human
fucking
race
THIS
IS
WHY
WE
CANT
HAVE
NICE
THINGS
Sickness
grows
a
sense
of
purpose
on
the
veil
of
sentiments
It
sits
upon
our
shoulders
while
others
try
to
teach
elegance
Entwined
in
vicious
unrelenting
guilt
and
impatience
The
faces
of
the
weak
are
crumbling
from
the
weight
of
pestilence
Hidden
from
the
eyes
set
to
wilt
I
never
cried
murder
on
a
cold
day
But
the
lies
and
hypocrisy
can
make
a
man
a
martyr
By
taking
but
his
heart
away
in
reckoning
and
sickening
The
ties
of
the
lies
they
will
die
so
grim
But
first
things
first
we
will
cut
out
the
eyes
of
sin
The
souls
of
the
weak
held
are
within
Tonight
they
burn
Then
I
will
live
and
you
will
learn
Then
I
will
take
what
lies
within
That's
blood
for
blood
This
is
blood
for
blood
you
cunt
I
will
make
you
fucking
bleed
Get
the
fuck
down
on
your
knees
Slit
your
own
throat
for
me
please
Slit
your
own
throat
for
me
please?
Please?
1 For the First Time: I. Bells
2 For the First Time: II. Tamara and Peter Bolshoi
3 For the First Time: III. Deserted House
4 For the First Time: IV. Eccentric Clock
5 For the First Time: V. Deep Forest
6 For the First Time: VI. Clowns
7 For the First Time: VII. Dance
8 For the First Time: VIII. Serious Conversations
9 For the First Time: IX. Kikimora
10 For the First Time: 10. Mist
11 For the First Time: XI. Fireworks
12 For the First Time: XII. Dreams
13 Song of Democracy
14 The Lament for Beowulf
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