Sinking in fast you have to leave now
Give you these words I had to write down
Holding a stare aware our last one
You are headed home
(Fly)
God will take you (from me)
God you vulture you can't take him
My hands towards the sky
Reject the pain of life
Bent by living will
We'll all be dead in time
Movement slows
Movement grows slow (slow)
Now I have something to
Die for
God
Will
Take
You
From me