the cask of amontillado

Lyrics

by the last breath of the four winds that blow, i'll have revenge upon fortunato, smile in his face i'll say "come let us go, i've a cask of amontillado", sheltered inside from the cold of the snow, follow me now to the vault down below, drinking the wine as we laugh at the time, which is passing incredibly slow, part of you dies each passing day, you'll feel your life slipping away, you who are rich and whose troubles are few, may come around to see my point of view, what price the crown of a king on his throne, when you're chained in the dark all alone, part of you dies each brick i lay, you'll feel your mind slipping away