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