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Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
To These Words I Beheld No Tongue |
Whether the thoned Monarch weareth the crown, |
Which I know not whether to his belongeth; |
Doth he hence the sceptre sway? |
Seasoneth he justice? |
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Daresay I he doth not, |
Will he then use his sceptre as a wand? |
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Where doth sit my awe? |
— Trieth me conjure; |
Perchance a spell?; |
a reptile, a sullied hound? |
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Is the gentle rain a quality of his? |
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I bethink this fro my thoughts; |
hitherto, about this, |
I beheld to these words no tongue; |
are the |
Monarchs’s men his thralls or his servants? |
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Oft I waylay my tongue — |
Those of which are withal by my gnarled heart not heed’d; |
Or doth the trostle sing with more glee |
At daybreak than a twilight? |
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Brawl not my imp, nor my cherub; |
reserve my judgement — |
Crave not the sword when the bodkin fro ere thine is; |
That undiscover’d country; |
be that |
Of calamity, be that of joy, be that of apathy; |
Tread not paths of new when those of old are |
Far by an only single footstep; |
walk, be it |
On the left, on the right — be it the one which |
Straight forward leadeth, the one of correct |
I have as until now not heed’d any signs of! |