《In The Court of Conscience》歌词

[00:00:00] In The Court Of Conscience - Beau

[00:00:08] With the cold eye of the soldier and

[00:00:11] The cold hand of the surgeon and

[00:00:15] The cold and calculating mind of

[00:00:19] Someone from intelligence

[00:00:22] I walk along the city street

[00:00:26] Assassinating all I meet

[00:00:30] My crumpled uniform once neat

[00:00:34] Is now in disarray

[00:00:44] Breezes blow my hair at will

[00:00:46] Their wayward passage to fulfil

[00:00:50] But they can never pierce the heart

[00:00:54] And kill the way a deftly wielded

[00:00:58] Knife or yet a sharpened barb

[00:01:01] Well turned and twisted can succeed

[00:01:05] For words will never make you bleed

[00:01:09] But only fade away

[00:01:19] I found this weakness in the heart

[00:01:22] Remorselessly tore it apart

[00:01:25] But that was when my uniform

[00:01:29] Was smart and pretty in the glittering springlight

[00:01:34] When my words so clear

[00:01:36] Fell curdling the bitter beer

[00:01:40] And dripped into the waiting ear

[00:01:44] 'Til silence ruled that day

[00:01:54] And when the slaughter was complete

[00:01:57] Another fool had found defeat

[00:02:00] And still my hands were soft and

[00:02:03] Even sweet inside the glove that played

[00:02:07] The drumsticks on the soft and kind

[00:02:12] It took the military mind

[00:02:15] To sentence silence as the blind

[00:02:18] Went tapping on their way