Текст песни Dead Can Dance - The Trial
Dead Can Dance - The Trial слова песни
All my senses rebelUnder the scrutiny of their persistent gazeUntil you left her to the...? ? ? A journey Ill never make againFor those who have accepted the burden of shameFor the innocent only words will remainAnd our lives will be forced to ? ? ? daysThe perpetrators of our own bastard waysAll my senses rebelUnder the scrutiny of their persistent gazeUntil you left her to the...? ? ? A journey Ill never make againI stand accused of a thousand and one crimesA witness to events that went to this point in timeWith traditions enshrined our hands would be close tiedWell never survive the great test of timeDeliver me from these feverish eyesThey threaten to advance our state of mindIm just an imposter, is that a small surprise? A sense of guiltA sense of guiltA sense of guiltA sense of guilt