Halfman's Song

Song Halfman's Song
Artist Miracle Of Sound
Album Level 3

Lyrics

[00:15.47] There are some who are born distinguished
[00:20.08] There are some who are raised in praise
[00:24.28] But me I was always the last in line
[00:28.28] A blot in my father’s gaze
[00:32.00] No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
[00:36.03] No skill or savvy with a sword
[00:39.69] But this game we all play is won in wily ways
[00:43.97] And sly is this littlest lord
[00:48.51] Cruel tricks of romance
[00:51.63] Degraded by their spite
[00:55.92] You snub your cub too many times
[01:00.22] You just might feel his bite...
[01:04.05] Beware beware of the words I twist
[01:08.04] I am small but my reach is long
[01:11.57] And the ravens black against the winter’s mist
[01:15.97] Are whispering the half-man’s song
[01:20.19] Whispering the half man's song...
[01:39.96] The land is a blooming orchard
[01:44.03] With fruits so juicy and ripe
[01:47.79] With a clink of a coin loose the lion’s loin
[01:51.71] Play a tune on the half man’s pipe
[01:56.04] In the arms of a whore I made a promise
[01:59.64] Sinking deeper into danger every day
[02:04.03] Cut through all their shit with a brazen wit
[02:08.00] Molding puppets from their minds of clay
[02:12.36] I’m no man of honour
[02:15.89] Myself is my true king
[02:20.08] But somewhere deep within me
[02:23.57] The bells of conscience ring
[02:28.27] Beware beware of the words I twist
[02:32.05] I am small but my reach is long
[02:36.01] And the ravens black against the winter’s mist
[02:40.08] Are whispering the half-man’s song
[02:44.07] They're whispering the half man's song...
[02:48.73] Whispering the half man’s song...

Pinyin

[00:15.47] There are some who are born distinguished
[00:20.08] There are some who are raised in praise
[00:24.28] But me I was always the last in line
[00:28.28] A blot in my father' s gaze
[00:32.00] No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
[00:36.03] No skill or savvy with a sword
[00:39.69] But this game we all play is won in wily ways
[00:43.97] And sly is this littlest lord
[00:48.51] Cruel tricks of romance
[00:51.63] Degraded by their spite
[00:55.92] You snub your cub too many times
[01:00.22] You just might feel his bite...
[01:04.05] Beware beware of the words I twist
[01:08.04] I am small but my reach is long
[01:11.57] And the ravens black against the winter' s mist
[01:15.97] Are whispering the halfman' s song
[01:20.19] Whispering the half man' s song...
[01:39.96] The land is a blooming orchard
[01:44.03] With fruits so juicy and ripe
[01:47.79] With a clink of a coin loose the lion' s loin
[01:51.71] Play a tune on the half man' s pipe
[01:56.04] In the arms of a whore I made a promise
[01:59.64] Sinking deeper into danger every day
[02:04.03] Cut through all their shit with a brazen wit
[02:08.00] Molding puppets from their minds of clay
[02:12.36] I' m no man of honour
[02:15.89] Myself is my true king
[02:20.08] But somewhere deep within me
[02:23.57] The bells of conscience ring
[02:28.27] Beware beware of the words I twist
[02:32.05] I am small but my reach is long
[02:36.01] And the ravens black against the winter' s mist
[02:40.08] Are whispering the halfman' s song
[02:44.07] They' re whispering the half man' s song...
[02:48.73] Whispering the half man' s song...