Текст песни The Ballad of James Howlett - Billy Raffoul

Been long, long time since 1882
I′m not sure how many more moons I can take
Won't you put me in the grave?
In the Alberta pines, I had a home
Found my bones and killed a rose, I have hurt
When will it be my turn? Mm, mm
There′s something to be said about a quick death
No time to wonder why
Wring out every breath, don't fear the reaper
Know there's an end in sight
Pity the man who can never die
In my chest is cold, cold steel
The scars I′ve left, they don′t quite heal like mine
But they're with me all the time
Cut your own teeth and move a bridge
It′s not for trying that I'm living still
But they have lacked the will, mm, mm
There′s something to be said about a quick death
No time to wonder why
Wring out every breath, don't fear the reaper
Know there′s an end in sight
Pity a man who can never die