Death Singer

I count every tear that dims my eyes
In these cold and grey november skies
Hear the voice of the pheasant’s dream
See the leap of the fish in the stream
And i sing
Someone noticed every punch you passed on
Slavery and pain i sing
While you hear it and keep on as before
The breath of vengeance knocks at your door
I sing
You shall not miss your rendezvous
You shall not miss your rendezvous
With death