Letra de Jericho

There is no more than this Of me that I can give to you I'll take your idle threats and I will see them through Lead me to the water, hold me under Take your chance, give it your all Bleed me dry and so we cried before we fall After all this empty dark I feel the truce is wrong And there is some small part of me Then in its place I will become Bury me deep beneath the city walls You washed all that's good in me From the hills, into the sea And there is nowhere I would rather be I turn to dust beneath your feet Lead me to the water, hold me under Take your chance, give it your all Bleed me dry and so we cried before we fall Bury me deep beneath the city walls You washed all that's good in me From the hills, into the sea