Death Rides a White Horse

Текст песни Mark Lanegan & Duke Garwood - Death Rides a White Horse

Cut your midnight black hair
And roll you in the dirt
Just slide the needle in
Until it doesn't hurt

If death rides a white horse
Then I ain't seen him yet
And I have seen some things
That I can't soon forget

When death comes creeping in
No, he don't speak a word
The heavens, they don't part
No trumpeter is heard
When death comes creeping in

Not feeling any pain
Just the rain upon my skin
As I step down off the train
Let the grinding wheel begin

See the stars without number
They shine without a name
Only God knows where I'm going
Only God can know my shame
Gonna cut your black hair
Gonna roll you in the dirt
Gonna slide the needle in
Until it doesn't hurt
Cut your midnight black hair

If death rides a white horse
Then I ain't seen him yet
If death rides a white horse