Oh I heard them talk,
that the way to god is a golden road
and it's been said,
that you lose your way you jump in the devil's bed.
And all you told me,
that I was just a boy at the tender age of thirteen.
That I will lose my way and I will die an early death
and need to share a low-grade. What I see in all these righteous times,
is that they don't know:
the path to the promised land is long
and it differs for every man in every country in every land and now one speaks to me? (???)
how have you forsaken me time after time.
I know you took her life
you killed her off and showed me you could draw a line. (?) What I see in all these righteous times
is that they don't know:
the path to the promised land is long
and it differs for every man in every country in every land and now one speaks to me? On the wrong side, all of my time I will find my way.
On the wrong side, all of my time I will find my way.
On the wrong side, all of my time I will find my way.
