Scythe of Time

I see the church, the town of Edinboro

A tower of memories, of love and sorrow

I remember the past, as I was a child

Dreaming of God and trying to fly

I climb the stairs straight to the top

Thinking and screaming ,about such lowly lot

I know for death who comes for me

But in my mind I cannot seeHours of Fate are in me neck

I feel the scythe of time and there's no way backI put my head out through the window

Watching the people on the streets below

And I forgot the tower's clock

A lonely prison what a shock

I feel the pointer cut into my flesh

I lost an eye and blood runs down my neck

I see my head falling down from the tower

I know I'm dead and I lost me powerHours of Fate are in me neck

I feel the scythe of time and there's no way back