Walking through this barren place What thoughts do I conceive? I'm wondering what it's like When this wicked world we leave There are graves with brand new tombstones And others old and cracked My body is the only one with soul intact
You're too late You can't wait It's your fate You leave You see You're free
This question you must ask yourself In whom do you believe? Will God give eternal life Or will your soul he leave? Well, I've asked myself this question And this is what I've found Where are you goin', baby? Six feet under ground.
You're too late You can't wait It's your fate You leave You see You're freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
