Dying Day کے بول

Tonight the reaper mows for me In the grip of suicide Cold steel rests upon my flesh Running red drips from the blade My time is drawing near Salvation comes so swiftly Forever to be laid to rest Embrace my past for the dying day Remember me Think of me as you dream I kiss the sorrow of your soul And pray to God my soul to keep Deaths specter looming close The plug is pulled from machines Breath escaping from my chest The ends a heartbeat away My time is drawing near Salvation comes so swiftly Forever to be laid to rest Embrace the past for the dying day Remember me Think of me as you dream I kiss the sorrow of your soul And pray to God my soul to keep Remember me Think of me as you dream I kiss the sorrow of your soul And pray to God my soul to keep We tried, oh how we tried Blame rests on hands of mine No place left for me inside Released from the demons on the day I died We tried, oh how we tried Blame rests on hands of mine No place left for me inside Released from the demons on the day I died