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Miles Dewey Davis III (May 26, 1926 – September 28, 1991) was an American jazz musician, trumpeter, bandleader, and composer. Widely considered one of the most influential and innovative musicians of the 20th century, Miles Davis was, together with his musical groups, at the forefront of several major developments in jazz music, including bebop, cool jazz, hard bop, modal jazz, post-bop and jazz fusion.
In 2006, Davis was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, which recognized him as "one of the key figures in the history of jazz". In 2008, his 1959 album Kind of Blue received its fourth platinum certification from the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), for shipments of at least four million copies in the United States. On December 15, 2009, the U.S. House of Representatives passed a symbolic resolution recognizing and commemorating the album Kind of Blue on its 50th anniversary, "honoring the masterpiece and reaffirming jazz as a national treasure".
No one could have known that you would end in
this way
You gotta face it, it's the end
This world knows no right, they wouldn't see what
is truth
They won't believe you're not to blame
No one can say - what's coming your way
And there ain't no way out
They're all looking down
No one makes no sound
Why must it end all in this way, why, why, why?
The torture's been surmounted now
you told them all they wanted
The pain you've overcome somehow
but what'll come from now on?
Dyin' and rotting will be your destiny
Sooner than nature planned
Where are those who loved you they all turned away
And no one will shed a tear
Chorus:
Raise up your eyes
The scaffold awaits
Truth tells no lies
The scaffold awaits
You're left alone in agony
The death blow awaits you
The public is your enemy
For crime someone must pay
Lying is right - it's an antinomy
But no one gives a shit
What is it, this mankind, a crowd of betrayers
Fearing for their own lives?
Chorus
Dyin' and rotting will be your destiny
sooner than nature planned
You thought that someone loved you, but they let an
innocent die
Chorus
Good or evil - it's in their minds
But they're so careless, though you've been kind
Take care of treason, kiss on your cheek
They got perception, but they're too weak
So many voices outside the room
They're waiting for you, await your doom
Lay down your head now - you're gonna die