From The Cradle To The Grave - Astral Doors

From The Cradle To The Grave Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
[Johansson / Nordlund / Lindstedt]With a gun inside your mouth life's rushing by
In the shade of sin; to live you have to die
Convicting yourself to the cross; it was your loss
The face made of tragic and tears:
Now it's hereIt goes on and on and on
From the cradle to the grave
Well, it rolls like a wheel
The torture goes on and onIn the houses made of stone you try to hide
But the eyes of the beholder will try
To drag you from heaven to hell, I tell

The treasure, the struggle in pain
All in vainIt goes on and on and on
From the cradle to the grave
Well, it rolls like a wheel
On and on and onOn and on and on
It goes on and on and on
On and on and on
It goes on and on and on[Solo: Nordlund / Haglund]Now you're gone
The torments tongue brought you under the ground
I can see it now so clear; you have to die
Convicting yourself to the cross; it was your loss
The face made of tragic and tears
Now it's nearIt goes on and on and on
From the cradle to the grave
Well, it rolls like a wheel
The torture goes on and on
It goes on and on and on
From the cradle to the grave
In the calm in the storm
On and on and on
On and on
From the cradle to the grave
On and on and on and on