The 11th Hour - One Last Smoke | Текст песни

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Every breath I breathe is filled with pain -
- The Devil's gain
Caught in an ageing dying shell

I am Confined in this rattling coughing cadaver
Waiting for an end to this living-breathing hell

Close your eyes and weep
Tar you sowed, death you reap
All this wealth useless in your misery
You know the grave only takes one currency

Diagnosis clear, it's terminal, the end of all
my lungs destroyed beyond repair
I should be crying but what good are tears -
- Agaisnt these fears?
This burden is for me and me alone to bear

What forgiveness can I possibly receive
They've been gone so long I've forgotten -
- How to grieve
No one left to soothe my guilt ridden bones
I'll have to walk this final road... ALONE

ONE LAST SMOKE
- ONE FINAL CIGARETTE

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