Twenty3Fifty9 - Trapped - Video
PUBLISHED:  Oct 23, 2012
DESCRIPTION:
Country: USA
Álbum: The Count, Act I, The Soul of a Prisoner
Track: 7
Year: 2009
Genre: Symphonic/Progressive Metal

Lyrics

The conspirators have had their way, and Edmond is brought before a young official at the Palace of Justice—Deputy Procureur du Roi, Gerard Villefort, A young man of influence, but otherwise not unlike Edmond himself. They are each, in their own way, trapped.

He stares out the window, as steel skies give way to black
No moon tonight, smoky street lamps light the way
His is the weight of judgment and like many times before
Ponders the price one has to pay

An honest man, and dutiful, with aspirations high
He seeks the truth

Turning, looks once more unto the case at hand
An anxious young man, high treason accused, by nameless accusers
He seems an open and ingenuous lad
Wide-eyed and without fear

An honest man, and dutiful, with aspirations high
He seeks the truth

Trapped in a world of deception
With no easy way out
Is this the end or will our young friend find his way home in the storm?

Who and what are you, I demand
What is your age
Tell me at what you were engaged
this day

Sir, my name is Edmond Dantes
And I am nineteen
First-mate-made-Captain, of the Pharaon, and this
Is my wedding day

Asked what he knows, Edmond recounts the tale again
The dying words of his captain, the visit to Elba, the letter in hand
The passage home, the Captaincy, Mercedes
"The rest you know"

Give me the letter you speak of and all will be fine
You're no traitor, of that I am sure
Pale eyes consume the words of the marshal
He smiles as his plans fall into place
Tell me, where was this missive bound?

MM Noirtier, Rue Coq-Huron, Paris

All at once, at the sound of this name
A frisson of fear fills his mind
A tempest of justice and the specter of ruin
As the reign of innocence dies

Trapped in a world of deception
With no easy way out
Is this the end or will our young friend find his way home in the storm?

Back in the present again, a cold calm fills his mind
He sets the marshal's letter to flame, "this will protect you", he lied
He feels the weight of judgment like he never has before
And ponders the price one has to pay

An honest man, and dutiful, with aspirations high
He seeks the truth

http://www.metal-archives.com/bands/Twenty3Fifty9/3540291085
follow us on Twitter      Contact      Privacy Policy      Terms of Service
Copyright © BANDMINE // All Right Reserved
Return to top