Текст песни Carol Anne McGowan - A Slow Way To Die

Sometimes I walk that lonely road
In a kingdom built for liars
Where burdens kin move within
It’s a slow way to die

The roots of time
Make bitter wine
And it bleeds the spirit dry
There ain't no cure
When the poisons pure
It’s a slow way to die

Sometimes I swear
I’m almost there
He walks among the blind
Sometimes I feel
It’s almost real
It’s a slow way to die

I’ve walked with him
Where they wear love thin
And the rivers drown their strong
But the sons of sin
Won’t take me in
And it’s a slow way to die

Sometimes I plead
He’ll mercy me
In the hour of the scythe
If deaths the release
And love’s the disease
Then it’s a slow way to die
It’s a slow way to die