The Oval Portrait - The Gray Man (For Albert) lyrics

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The Oval Portrait - The Gray Man (For Albert) lyrics

Tune, to him For weeks, to speak While on trial, for him, for weeks, to speak You'll conjour up, unholy hosts for tasting the blood that we desire most All the sunlit sermons, to appease the parents, at the service..while he sat You'll recieve, nothing, for condeming a hero You'll recieve, nothing, for condeming our hero Watching the bodies turn, they're all walking on the bridges, he'd already burned, and the crowd just stared Staring at the man..they've condemned to d**h..at the man, they've condemned, to d**h Condemn us, down! Condemn us, right down! Now they sit in rooms (just like always) they try to speak, but a silence looms, above their heads As they sit around and around and around, around the man, they've condemned, to d**h Condemn us, down! Condemn us, right down! "she died..a virgin