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Voltaire

No Honor Amongst Thieves

 

No Honor Amongst Thieves

(アルバム: The Black Labyrinth / A Requiem For The Goblin King - 2019)


Well, hello there, fancy man
I'm sure you understand
You've got something I need
That map there in your hand
Well, it's a part of my master plan
And I must insist that you place it in my fist

There's no honor amongst thieves
It is a symptom of the disease
And if we find a friend down on his knees
We'll pick him up and shake him down
And take just what we please
Yo-ho!

Well, take ole Brutus. He's doing fine
His whole entire village was wiped out in '69
Did he bury them? Hah! No, of course
He stole a sack off someone's back and then he looted every corpse

There's no honor amongst thieves
It is a symptom of the disease
And if we find a friend down on his knees
We'll pick him up and shake him down
And take just what we please
Yo-ho!

Now look at Virgil, he's quite a card
He met a girl, he fell in love and she handed him her heart
Well, he's still got it, home in a jar
And he turned a pretty penny selling all her other parts

There's no honor amongst thieves
It is a symptom of the disease
And if we find a friend down on his knees
We'll pick him up and shake him down
And take just what we please
There's no honor, so say we
We aren't assassins who have a creed
No, we're just filthy low-down scum and sleaze
And we won't rest until the best you've got belongs to me (No me!)

In the Hall of Thieves, we stood
And we took the oath
I don't remember what I swore
'Cause someone stole the scroll

There's no honor amongst thieves
It is a symptom of the disease
And if we find a friend down on his knees
We'll pick him up and shake him down
And take just what we please
There's no honor, so say we
We aren't assassins who have a creed
No, we're just filthy low-down scum and sleaze
And we won't rest until the best
Contents of every treasure chest
All belong to me (No me!) (No me!) (No me!)
It all belongs to me!

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