A Singer Must Die Lyrics

Now the courtroom is quiet but who will confess
Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is, yes
Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine
I will ask for the mercy that you love to declineAnd all the ladies go moist and the judge has no choice
A singer must die for the lie in his voice
And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty
You keepers of truth, you guardians of beautyYour vision was right, my vision was wrong
I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song
Oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid
In the clothes of a man I would like to forgiveIn the furs of his leather, the shade of his eyes
Where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise
Oh, good night, good night, my night after night
My night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night