You hear the crowd is raving You see the gallow's waiting You feel the garbage you are trampling over You are a broken victim You pray for resurrection You feel the breath of death is cold as ice
Oh ooh oh When the raven crows his final call Oh ooh oh Then the reaper takes us all
The sky is dark at the edge of life A narrow path to the warming light Take my hand On your journey to the other side
It's time to die
You smell their piss and sewage You taste the blood on our lips You feel the thirst for vengeance more than ever You hear the bells are tolling You see the preacher's bowing You feel the rope around your neck is tighter now
Visions of the past - redemption comes at last
Oh ooh oh When the raven crows his final call Oh ooh oh Then the reaper takes us all
The sky is dark at the edge of life A narrow path to the warming light Take my hand On your journey to the other side
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