The Pied Piper Page #2

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Let me die

and death strike its blow,

Love can't live

in the Piper's heart,

What does Fate want?

Will the pain ever go?

I should have scorned

that woman from the start.

On the horizon I see the end:

A red stain like blood,

and knights this way wend,

and that's no good.

Agnes?

Pathetic Piper!

Looking for your angel here?

You're wasting time.

Blow, and remember that

midnight means all or nothing.

Bride and groom, let's go!

Let's get drunk!

Ladies and gentlemen,

to the bride! Long may she live!

Long live this day!

Long live Agnes!

Long live Agnes!

Agnes!

Come on.

Join us.

Looking for me, handsome?

Got some time? Want love?

Plenty of time till midnight.

See, Piper?

A city full of rats and sin.

A golden surface

covering the filth within.

Hear that?

How they rejoice? They little

suspect that time is on my side.

What's the matter little girl?

Don't you like them?

My two very favorite sins:

Vice and lechery.

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Crying, Agnes?

Here, I'll paint you some tears.

Piper?

Is it you?

I have to tell you something.

Agnes...

I never loved anyone before.

But now?

I had my pipe

and I exterminated rats.

Now I'm forgetting my calling.

Purifying

the town means killing.

Midnight cleans everyone, even

me who laughs and cries late.

- Lf I tell you, you won't want me.

- None can save a lost soul.

I can decide

who lives and who dies.

But I don't want to.

Maybe I'll find you...

And maybe I'll lose everything.

There's only you.

There was Kristian.

But now I only think of you.

Agnes?

I want to dance with you.

I've got to go.

What'll we drink?

Wait here, Agnes.

Alms, please.

This miss is sensitive

and will be rewarded.

At midnight the whole town

will be rewarded for its sins.

Rewarded for sin?

Won't we be forgiven?

Sorry, good people,

to interrupt your tete-a-tete.

Beat it back where you belong.

- Are you nuts? Giving away

my gold? - Go away!

Of course! Give it all away.

Alms... Come and get them.

You'd like some alms, eh?

Sure, you'd like some alms.

Excuse me, my dear Piper.

You play and play

but the sinning goes ever on.

I guess you realize that some

are born to joy, others to woe.

Some live in slums,

others in palaces.

You have to stop and think

when hirelings come to drink.

No, no, it's okay.

Feelings? Oh, no,

they don't suit you, Piper.

The Pied Piper should have

no heart; feelings weaken him.

He'll lose his uniqueness.

They weaken him.

Remember midnight!

Why, Piper?

Such a fine timepiece.

Friends, I've got

a pleasant surprise for you.

Champagne or not?

If I die it won't be of thirst.

A rat!

Agnes, I've got

a little present for you.

Let me lay it at your feet.

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