Silently fading into the unknown Waiting for darkness to take my soul home This life gave me nothing but a name for my grave A long wish to die, and escape from the pain The righteous may bless the old and the young But I was not blessed by anyone And now when it's over, it won't take long Until I descend, until I am gone... Thy kingdom come Blessed be the poor Be the sick Be the meek And blessed art thee Blessed be the old Be the week Be the young And now when it's over, it won't take long Until I descend, until I am gone... Thy kingdom come Blessed be the poor Be the sick Be the meek And blessed art thee Blessed be the old Be the week Be the young