Final Days (Of Mankind)

Final Days (Of Mankind)

T: Marcus Testory – M: Matthias Ambré

To all those friends I once knew
and those, I still do
This is our last but one drink
our ship's about to sink
But we won't dread the
grim reaper and the dead
no we won't dread the
primrose path, that lays ahead

The wind that blows
The rain that falls
bare all the mysteries
of our final days

La-la-la-la-lala-la

To the muses I once knew
and those I still do
you made me, give my life a meaning
drove bright thoughts gleeming,
now I'd be thankful
if you would a hand lend
so not to dread the
inescapable at the end

The wind that blows
The rain that falls

La-la-la-la-lala-la