T. Mancuso When We Die
Sickness taking hold
Used up, growing old
Broken no longer bold
When we die
That clock's running out
What's life all about
Consumed by fear and doubt
When we die
Sailing into the black
Never coming back
Regrets like tears in eyes
When we die
Pagan fantasies
Crushing memories
Bring us to our knees
When we die
Friendly and unkind
All your plans unwind
Leave it all behind
When we die
What will matter most
What's that final post
R.I.P. - he's a ghost
When we diе
Abandon fear and pain
Last breath call his name
Faith is not in vain
Whеn we die
Two track eternity
Made for you and me
Which one will it be
When we die
When we die
When we die
