Time Of Dying

Bloody hand know your way Lay him down, his death will pa*s Lay him down under your blade Shined and sharp his crimson stain Diamond shards pulse to steel This final breath and gla*sy pleas Rest your mind and wash your hands Lay him down in this time of dying A dirty heats, falling dusk And guilty breeze, they know their way In through the door you hear them whine Close your eyes, it soon will pa*s Diamond shards pulse to steel This final breath, yeah and gla*sy pleas, yeah Rest your mind and wash your hands Lay him down in this time of dying