Из альбома: The Blackening

I'm waiting
In my cold cell
When the bell
Begins to chime
Reflecting on
My past life
And it doesn't have
Much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock
They take me
To the Gallows pole
The sands of time
For me
Are running low

When
The priest comes
To read me
The last rites
I take a look
Through the bars
At the last sights
Of a world
That has gone
Very wrong for me

Can it be that
There's some
Sort of error
Hard to stop
The
Surmounting terror
Is it really the end
Of some crazy dream

Somebody please
Tell me
That I'm dreaming
It's not so easy
To stop
From screaming
The words escape me
When i try to speak
Tears flow
But why am I crying
After all
I'm not afraid
Of dying
Don't I believe
That there
Never is an end

As the guards
March me out
To the courtyard
Somebody cries
From a cell
God be with you
If there's a God
Then why has
He let me go?

As I walk
All my life
Drifts before me
Though the end
Is near
I'm not sorry
Catch my soul
It's willing
To fly away

Mark my words
Believe
My soul lives on
Don't worry now
That I have gone
I've gone beyond
To see the truth

When you know
That your time
Is close at han
Maybe
Then you'll begin
To understand
Life down here
Is just
A strange illusion

Комментарии

2018.07.16

Олег Косицын

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