Rage - Death Is On It's Way | Текст песни

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Oh. Angel, come and talk to me.
Oh. Angel, have mercy with me.
Maybe this is the time for wonders,
maybe it's the time to set me free.

When death is on it's way,
when death is on it's way.

Oh, father, tell me what shall be.
Oh, father, what am I to see.
Is it now that I have to let go,
is it now the time to set me free.

When death is on it's way,
when death is on it's way.

Oh, mother. I don't want to sigh.
Oh. mother. I don't want to die.
Tell me why does it have to be so
hard to let go when it's your final day.

When death is on it's way,
when death is on it's way.

We talk about so many things, in fact we tell us nothing.
We hear about so many stuff that's wasted in our ears.
Our days are filled with everything that never brings us further.
but when it comes to say goodbye we re helpless, drowning in tears.

If we don't remember this in our lifes we'll forget the day,
then we're not prepared to find the truth that helps us face the final day.

When death is on it's way,
when death is on it's way.
Our time is sometimes not so long, our days, they maybe counted.
We often build our castles on the sand of make believe.
I've seen it when I sat beside your bed and held your hand, that
trembled of the pain when you fought your very last fight.

If I don't remember this I don't remember anything.
Something's there that gave the strenghts that's
stronger than the treshold of our pain.

When death is on it's way,
when death is on it's way.

Once at the gates of eternity it might be better if the heart is free.
I reach out my hands to reality of life and it's far beyond all images.

Death is on it's way, death is on it's way.

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