It’s a curse! It’s a curse!
The sun won’t rise for some of us
The little clock running overhead
Has run its time, and you’ll be dead
Sleep peacefully or relish the night
Tomorrow there’d be no morning light
Carry no hatred in your heart
We’re all different, but not far apart
If not today, maybe tomorrow
We’ll leave this world of joy and sorrow
For the clock is ticking on all of us
We’re all cursed! We’re all cursed!
I have a fear
That things are going to end
That dreams will never be fulfilled
That plans will remain incomplete
I have a fear
That places will never be seen
That things will never be spoken
That relationships will never be mended
I have a fear
That potential will be wasted
That no mark will be left
That no good will be remembered
I have a fear
That there is an escape route
But no efforts will ever be put
That fate was accepted without toil
I have a fear
That Death will overtake
That Death will overcome
That Death will overrule
I hear the clock there ticking away
Every night and every day
Every moment that passes me by
Brings me truth — I can’t deny
Inching closer to a big wall
With a door to allow us all
Entrance in the fire’s mouth
Where we’re all heading south
One by one they’ll call our name
The cruel Death and his dame
With laughter rising in the air
And fear sets the atmosphere
All these thoughts are scary, aren’t they?
The clock keeps ticking away
I guess my head just needs some sleep
To axe these thoughts — they’re buried deep
While we blame Death
And her gruesome scent
Suffering makes merry
To her heart’s content
All my life I have feared
I may lose all that’s dear
But now all that seems so clear
…
As I lie on this rough bed
As I count my final breaths
Death has lost all of its dread
…
Oh mother, you know I love you
Tell Dad I love him too
Oh lord, it was a thrilling ride
Going out with love and pride
Tell me, what is that sound?
Shots fired all around
All is changed, all is same
The blue sky calls my name
…
Every dream I had in me
Everything I wished to be
Are now lost in memories
…
Breaking free from all my chains
All is changed, all is same
With the sky calling my name
Where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
The angels are a-calling
Tell them darling, you’re still not done
The rains are now a-falling
Your home not lays on this barren land
So little here to keep
You from flying. I fail to withstand
Your mother left to weep
God must love you a lot I suppose
Earth’s not for everyone
For the last time, I’ll hold you close
Hold you, my blue-eyed son
Which medicine would you prefer?
Laughter can ease you for a few minutes
Sleep; for a few hours
Death; forever
Which medicine would you prefer?
