Here I lie, staring at
Clouds and shapes of dogs and cats
I hear a woman start to yell
"Oh dear God, I think he fell"
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A priest is rushing to my side
Begins to read me my last rites
Father you're too late my faith is weak
So won't you save your half-hearted speech
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A man bends down and says
"Son, we're going to get through this one
Take my hand and let us pray..."
I scream "Please get the fuck away"
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
The ambulance is singing, as cops push back the crowd
I start to take my last breath, as blood pours out my mouth
The medics walk in my way, I think this could be it
I hear them start to say, the time of death is half past six
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell
Sensen fall – The Priest and the Matador
Clouds and shapes of dogs and cats
I hear a woman start to yell
"Oh dear God, I think he fell"
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A priest is rushing to my side
Begins to read me my last rites
Father you're too late my faith is weak
So won't you save your half-hearted speech
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
A man bends down and says
"Son, we're going to get through this one
Take my hand and let us pray..."
I scream "Please get the fuck away"
I'm the arrow shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell
My body lies kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down
The ambulance is singing, as cops push back the crowd
I start to take my last breath, as blood pours out my mouth
The medics walk in my way, I think this could be it
I hear them start to say, the time of death is half past six
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell
I'm the arrow, shot straight to hell
Sensen fall – The Priest and the Matador
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