Death at the Door
Death is knocking at the door,
Don't want to let him in,
He wants less but I want more,
He knows about my sin.
Death is knocking at the door,
No place for me to hide,
I once felt rich, but now I'm poor,
He's soon to break inside.
Death is knocking at the door,
I can't resist, I can't delay,
I'm second best in this short war,
I'll soon receive my pay.
Death is knocking at the door,
Don't want to let him in,
He wants less but I want more,
He knows about my sin.
Death is knocking at the door,
No place for me to hide,
I once felt rich, but now I'm poor,
He's soon to break inside.
Death is knocking at the door,
I can't resist, I can't delay,
I'm second best in this short war,
I'll soon receive my pay.
(Zayd Depaor - 27th August 2014, 6:46am)
