My final hour's getting near The time is getting close I fear Footsteps at my door I hear Time to pay for life so dear
I want to flee but it's too late My soul is in the grip of fate Close my eyes and one last breath Feel the cold, cold hands of death
Slowly now I drift away Into an eerie time and space I cry out, it does no good In this lonely strange new place Blackness closes all around No longer can I see or feel The last thoughts slowly echo out Am I a dream or am I real?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
