The Duelist Lyrics - Air

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In the time it takes a handkerchief to fall to the ground 

One of our lives will be over 

Brocade waistcoat catches glints of morning light 

Silk damask swathed in bottle green memories 

We've traveled from station to station 

We now approach our final destination 

The only way to awake you was to slap your face 

So stand up straight and let me take on final taste of you 

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Before we walk the agreed number of paces 

And turn to face our fate 

The coup de grace delivered so delicately 

You always had such exquisite taste 

Morning sky stretched tight as a drum 

Tension released in an instant 

Brocade waistcoat flecked with blood in the golden light 

You were dead before you even hit the ground 

We've traveled from station to station 

Now we've reached our final destination 

Watch all trace of color draining from your face 

Stoop to take my final taste, one final taste of you 

And ice crystals always have 6 points 

Though every one's unique 

They melt on the tongue and no one's ever counted them all 

But you've tried 

You 

You so cool and calculated 

A real cold fish 

So measure this 

So measure this 

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