The typewriter continues to push to that next line nearer to the truth
The fog of the heather pipe
Drifts to the withered tree
Silence cries out to me
The rotunda beside Baker Street
On the arm of the Knight of the Armor
Iris's badge Shimmering
No one's wagon rattles
The late night's Visits
Evil's bloody opening in the Victorian moonlight
Vanishing pistols
Scorched canes
Melted wax
Who wasn't there
The artifice of the symbols on the jeweled chest
Contradictions leading to the dead-end alley he piled up
Evidence perfectly buried
That taunt The corners of Scotland Yard's mouth rise
WOMAN: If evil is the music of magnificent cruelty
(Then justice is the melancholy of deep helplessness)
WOMAN: Its end I'll write with my own hand
(Then I'll light up the glimmering light amongst the ashes)
WOMAN: The light of the morning dries out the last line of sorrow
(Then the nightly rains will Woman's voice: Black ink stains the peace
(The lights turn off and the red curtain falls)
The truth can only penetrate
The soil with no footprints
The scent of the subtle flowers
Costumes of the intentionally obvious
Everyone wears masks and lies for different reasons
Motivation also has only one name and that's called the name of the mask. >Motivation has only one name and that is desire
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Crossing the swamps of human nature
Who really can't get dirty
We can forget to forgive
but the truth must be known
The moved The iron bed
That last piece of the picture finally put together
I hear footsteps The expected heel of a moccasin
He pushes open the door The evening breeze shakes the kerosene lamp for a while
The typewriter stops at the name of the murderer I turn around
The night sky in Westminster begins to boil
Blooming in my chest The gaudy death
I savor this last sweet mouthful of the truth
Smiling back at the justice just quietly served
Fiddle in the Thames
Female voice: If evil be the music of magnificent cruelty
(I hear footsteps anticipating the heel of a moccasin shoe)
(He pushes the door open and the evening breeze shakes the kerosene lamp for a moment)
Female voice: Its finale I'll write with my own hands
(The typewriter stops at the name of the murderer). The typewriter stops at the name of the murderer and I turn around)
(The night sky over Westminster Abbey begins to boil)
Female voice: black ink stained with serenity
If evil is a magnificent, brutal movement
Then its end I will write with my own hand
The light of the morning and evening dries out the last lines of sorrow
Black ink stained with serenity
The last line of the story of the murderer is the one that I have written with my own hand
And I'm not sure how it will be. Strong>Extended Information
The Seventh Chapter of the Night
"The Seventh Chapter of the Night" is a song included on Jay Chou's September 5, 2006 album Still Vantage Point .
"Chapter 7 of the Night", composed by Jay Chou and written by Huang Junlang, is a suspenseful allusion to a 1983 Sherlock Holmes story. The sound of a typewriter opens the album, Holmes' diary contains clues, classical and electronic music blend with each other, and Jay's self-talking raps lead listeners to find the truth of the murder case in the guise of Sherlock Holmes.
Song Appreciation
"The Seventh Chapter of the Night", composed by Jay Chou and written by Huang Junlang, is a suspenseful allusion to the stories of Sherlock Holmes in 1983. The sound of a typewriter opens the album, Holmes' diary contains clues, classical and electronic music blend with each other, and Jay's self-talking raps lead listeners to find the truth of the murder case in the guise of Holmes.
Jay Chou's deliberately lowered, hard-voiced vocals and sultry soprano suggest the calmness of the detective and the madness of the murderer, and at the end of the song, he sings in falsetto, presenting a difficult movie soundtrack pattern in pop music.