Текст песни The Protomen - Give Us the Rope

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A small contingent of policemen nervously escorted Light to the door of the courtroom and out into the mob.
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Human choir:
Give us the doctor!
Give us the rope!

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Light was shuffled through the crowd and into an awaiting car.
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Give us his hands!
Give us his feet!
Give us the doctor!
Give us the rope!

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The car maneuvered slowly through the sea of people.
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Give us a grave!
Give us a shovel!
Give us a marker!
Give us the doctor!
Give us the rope!

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Light and his police escort slowly moved south through the streets of the city. The commotion of the crowd finally faded in the distance. With every man, woman and child at the courthouse, the streets they traveled were empty and deserted. Knowing that the crowd would surely be following, they accelerated rapidly towards the old train station. Light's only chance was to get out of town.

The station was oddly quiet. Vacant. In the distance, however, he could hear the crowd advancing. Following. A crushing fear overcame his crippling apathy. He quickly stepped from the platform to the waiting train. It was completely empty. The doors shut and the engine hissed and pulled away from the station. Light looked across the skyline to the tower he'd helped create. His gaze climbed to the top and stopped at the giant screen. Albert's face was screaming at the crowd. Whipping them into a frenzy. This was his city now.

Light was gone.
His name destroyed.
His work stolen.
His love murdered.
But the city...
The city was alive.
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