letra de deadbeat's ballad - ilsa
sick and dying in my bed
these b-st-rds come to me
saying “son, you’ll live another day
for this deal we’ll offer thee.”
i listened with attention full
to their deal for me
for life, i’d have to sell my soul
bound to them i’d be
“well i am but of eighteen years
too old to mold and rot
but i can’t sell myself to you
no sirs i’ll surely not.”
those b-st-rds thought
a moment hard
and changed their tune for me
saying “son, you’ll live another day
we’ve a better deal for thee
steal into o’er yondеrs wilds
into foreign towns
k!ll and bury
another man’s child
quietly, without a sound.”
my bеating heart beat slower
my body it grew gold
in desperate voice i whispered
“to this deed i am sold.”
so into towns i wandered
my hand upon my knife
until i found
a sleeping child
and ended his poor life
but in my haste
i left behind
a fatal clue for me
the tides exposed
a sandy hand
for all the town to see
now here i wait
for lead or rope
for bl–dying my knife
i have no hope
i know the cost
the pain i caused, the strife
so listen to those b-st-rds not
in any form or guise
their deals are for
the scared and weak
fearing judgement when they die
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