segunda-feira, abril 25, 2011

God will take it

God will take it all away
No matter what you say
A thousand nights of gold and glory
And he won't even say: "I'm sorry"
God will take it all away
Remember these words
As you beg and pray
He will leave you
With what you brought into this world
A twisted mind and a burned soul
And before you can wake up and ask why
Throwing your hands up to the sky
A little clot will be pumped into your brain
God will leave you there, feeling no pain.
No blood, no mess, no stain.
And as they gatter 'round quiet and shy
With those big eyes trying to pry
God will do as I say
He will take it all away.