Текст песни Titus Groan - Aldous Harding
I
would
rather
die
than
sleep
tonight
I
would
rather
die
than
dream
But
to
this
bed
I'll
bring
myself
If
that's
what
they
want
Behind
this
house
there
lives
a
boy
I
hear
his
cry
at
night
He
sits
alone
and
waits
for
sunrise
Follow
me
down
for
Wine
and
tales
of
bravery
Follow
us
down
for
Mead
and
songs
of
victory
He's
running
from
the
underworld
A
moving
beast
of
men
It's
hungry
for
a
fearful
heart
But
Titus,
he's
far
away
Follow
me
down
for
Wine
and
tales
of
bravery
Follow
us
down
for
Mead
and
songs
of
victory
My
king
drinks
from
gold
My
king
drinks
from
gold
My
heart
needs
no
gold
My
king
drinks
from
gold
My
king
drinks
from
gold
My
heart
needs
no
gold.
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