Le Chatiment Du Traitre

Le Chatiment Du Traitre Lyrics

Song	Le Chatiment Du Traitre
Artist	Rome
Album	Nos Chants Perdus
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	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notion of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	Come out to breathe just for a while
	And do not neglect your guile
	Come home, come home, for the trials of rome.
	Now you try to break free
	With more courage than skill
	And what worried me then
	And worries me still
	Is that you can't stab a king in the dark
	And you need that initial spark to be pure
	And you need to be sure of your shot
	So bury me beneath their arenas
	While the scent still lingers
	This icy ring has turned my hand
	So cold and so numb
	Now it's time to bare the secrets you wear
	At your throat and be gone
	All tired and naked
	I'd trade my gun for a blanket
	And get some sleep tonight
	To wear tomorrow's scars with pride
	I can still smell it on you
	The spell they put on you
	For what has been repressed
	Shall leak out through the cracks
	Have you come to run astray with me?
	Bound to know a few secrecies?
	So nod your thanks to me
	For these are the gifts that custom demands
	Lemons and tea and a letter that grants
	Freedom and obscurity
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notions
	Of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency…

	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notion of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	Come out to breathe just for a while
	And do not neglect your guile
	Come home, come home, for the trials of rome.
	Now you try to break free
	With more courage than skill
	And what worried me then
	And worries me still
	Is that you can' t stab a king in the dark
	And you need that initial spark to be pure
	And you need to be sure of your shot
	So bury me beneath their arenas
	While the scent still lingers
	This icy ring has turned my hand
	So cold and so numb
	Now it' s time to bare the secrets you wear
	At your throat and be gone
	All tired and naked
	I' d trade my gun for a blanket
	And get some sleep tonight
	To wear tomorrow' s scars with pride
	I can still smell it on you
	The spell they put on you
	For what has been repressed
	Shall leak out through the cracks
	Have you come to run astray with me?
	Bound to know a few secrecies?
	So nod your thanks to me
	For these are the gifts that custom demands
	Lemons and tea and a letter that grants
	Freedom and obscurity
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notions
	Of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency

	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notion of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	Come out to breathe just for a while
	And do not neglect your guile
	Come home, come home, for the trials of rome.
	Now you try to break free
	With more courage than skill
	And what worried me then
	And worries me still
	Is that you can' t stab a king in the dark
	And you need that initial spark to be pure
	And you need to be sure of your shot
	So bury me beneath their arenas
	While the scent still lingers
	This icy ring has turned my hand
	So cold and so numb
	Now it' s time to bare the secrets you wear
	At your throat and be gone
	All tired and naked
	I' d trade my gun for a blanket
	And get some sleep tonight
	To wear tomorrow' s scars with pride
	I can still smell it on you
	The spell they put on you
	For what has been repressed
	Shall leak out through the cracks
	Have you come to run astray with me?
	Bound to know a few secrecies?
	So nod your thanks to me
	For these are the gifts that custom demands
	Lemons and tea and a letter that grants
	Freedom and obscurity
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency
	To protest their notions
	Of fraternity and race
	I never masked my grief
	So come show your face
	To protest the moon
	To protest the idea of sleep
	To balance our calm and our urgency

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