Outside the Wall
Track #26 | Time: 00:00 |
Composer: Waters | Report | Print | Up^ A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defendI will, I will she sighed to my request
And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I lead the way to the funeral pyre
And without a thought of the consequence
I gave in to my decadenceOne slip, and down the hole we fall
It seems to take no time at all
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