Listen: my poor children
It's a gunshot ringing 1944
Sleep tight in the waters
It's a cradle swinging 1922
"I've always been and will always be"
That's how this duty-dance with death goes
Listen: my poor children
It's a slaughterhouse in 1945
Rest in peace my fathers
It's a graveyard dig in 1986
"I've always gone and will always go"
This is an endless crusade
Dress me, shoot me
Waiting for my turn in death-row
Eat me, beat me
In any way that you would like
Step, slide, rest
Catch your breath
A hundred-six
Waltzes of death
We're all just poor pilgrims of time
Caught and displayed in this beautiful world
We're all just poor pilgrims of time
Caught and displayed in this beautiful world
God, I've accepted the things I can't change
God, I've earned courage to change things I can
God, I've earned wisdom to know differences
God, what's the use if there's nothing to change
Listen: my poor children
There's a bride and groom in 1948
Until death do us part
Infidelity runs 1949
"I've always sure that there's nothing sure"
That's how this fatalism works here
Listen: my dear children
There's an airplane crashing 1968
So it goes the bird said
Merry christmas baby, 1921
"I've seen this scene and will always see"
This is an old film reversed
Crush me, slash me
Execution is your liking
Hang me, bang me
Is there a way that you would like?
Step, slide, rest
Waste your breath
A hundred-six
Waltzes of death
We're all just dear servants of time
Miserably obeying this beautiful world
We're all just dear servants of time
Miserably obeying this beautiful world
Step, slide, rest
Catch your breath
A hundred-six
Waltzes of death
Step, slide, rest
Waste your breath
A hundred-six
Waltzes of death
Death