His Time Has Come

Every man meets his fate someday

And the old man on the deathbed

lets his thoughts wander through years gone by

To the things of the past still clear in his vision

This man has killed many men

Everyone of them deserved it

Tired of his life in vain

kindly, take away his pain Mr Death.

In a lonely place now his spirits fade

Won't you cool his thirst Mr Raindrop

Won't you sing for him Mr Robin

Shine and make his last moments bright Mr Sun

...under the oak north of the river the weed stands tall

A child grows fast where death is delievered and emotions fall

Branches stretch above the tombstones where those are put to sleep

Who were victimized by the vengefull child and forced to beg and weep

So build him a bridge to Valhalla Mr Rainbow

Where the time to die is never and the battles last forever