when death sits on your shoulder
infecting your tim, trái tim
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when bạn want your self back
where do bạn go
who do bạn turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know bạn just wait
but i'm not sure if bạn are playing tricks on me
can bạn end my sorrow
hoặc is it bạn who causes my agony
will bạn be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
infecting your tim, trái tim
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when bạn want your self back
where do bạn go
who do bạn turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know bạn just wait
but i'm not sure if bạn are playing tricks on me
can bạn end my sorrow
hoặc is it bạn who causes my agony
will bạn be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
