Текст песни Sweet Death

Six feet down and still my girl Coming from another world Sit and wait to touch her curls Tapping at my window pane Gently rapping on my brain I can hear her call my name Death! Sweet, sweet death! Fluttering wings unseen but heard On my floor the dust is stirred Fingers tracing out these words Rasping breath inside my head Coming closer to the bed Everything is turning red Death! Sweet, sweet death! Hollows moving on the sheet Smell is getting very sweet Icy lips caress my cheek Wake up, morning, pearly white I ain't got no appetite The sun, it seems so very bright Death! Sweet, sweet death!