Текст песни I Had To Hide Your Poem In A Song - Daniel Romano
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                shades 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                battle 
                                                came 
                                                    a 
                                                (?) 
                                                sounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hammering 
                                                eardrums 
                                                and 
                                                singing 
                                                your 
                                                grace
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                moon 
                                                sunk 
                                                the 
                                                man 
                                                eating 
                                                serpent 
                                                sundown
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                his 
                                                head 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                pale 
                                                ancient 
                                                face
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                tide 
                                                never 
                                                touching 
                                                the 
                                                shore
 
                                    
                                
                                                Receding 
                                                of 
                                                earth 
                                                as 
                                                day's 
                                                birth 
                                                being 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beneath 
                                                you 
                                                the 
                                                mountains 
                                                and 
                                                piles 
                                                of 
                                                whales
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                to 
                                                hide 
                                                your 
                                                poem 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                mask 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                trade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                beauty 
                                                    I 
                                                sing 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                slave
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                magic 
                                                magnetic 
                                                new 
                                                nurture 
                                                of 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                bosom 
                                                should 
                                                hold 
                                                me 
                                                for 
                                                fear 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                breath
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reflecting 
                                                for 
                                                fools 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                mirror 
                                                of 
                                                might
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                impossible 
                                                lights 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                body 
                                                of 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burried 
                                                in 
                                                valleys 
                                                are 
                                                hundreds 
                                                of 
                                                men
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                (?) 
                                                your 
                                                body 
                                                in 
                                                weather 
                                                and 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                ride 
                                                their 
                                                graves 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                thoughts 
                                                of 
                                                them 
                                                then
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                had 
                                                to 
                                                hide 
                                                your 
                                                poem 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                mask 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                trade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                beauty 
                                                    I 
                                                sing 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                slave
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                mask 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                trade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Coward
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                beauty 
                                                    I 
                                                sing 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                slave
 
                                    
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