Standard (EADGBE)
At the end of my days, when i'm called to go
Into the open arms of the holy ghost
to have lived such a life as i have known
Fortune follows me, but i'm brave no more
For my great mistakes, i will surely pay
I'm running low, and the devil's on my trail
When fate delivers me, all i'm asking for
is a place to rest and shelter for my soul
If i could spend my days
free from the prison of your gaze
then i could die a happy man
If i could spend my days
free from the shadow of my name
then i cold die a happy man
When i am released from this mortal low
i'll take my leave, but i don't want to go
When fate delivers me, all i'm asking for
is a place to rest and shelter for my soul.