كلمات Blood

Bring me my son Bring me my son Now! Bring me my son Bring me my son I sit still in a white room Bathed in fluorescence Been watching a clock on the wall And counting the seconds Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two One Bring me my son Bring me my son Bring me my son Bring me my son I saw you die So I sailed right to your body I could do nothing but stare at your blood Your fingers erect as my dying love Pain, fate Pain, fate Change Before it's too late Pain, fate Pain, fate Rage Against the dying of the light I'm watching the small square window Your body on the table Your blood touches every surface I can do nothing to stop this Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two One Bring me my son Bring me my son Bring me my son Bring me my son I saw you die So I sailed right to your body I could do nothing but stare at your blood Your fingers erect as my dying love Pain, fate Pain, fate Change Before it's too late Pain, fate Pain, fate Rage Against the dying of the light