Angel Of Death

You've shown me the face of Azrael
I've heard the song of Gabriel
as man twists my strings, my fate.
O Lord have mercy, it's not too late.

I've travelled with you beautiful death,
now kiss me let me taste your breath
as I float to shore and the Elysion gate.
O Lord have mercy, let me wait

to see the terrible promise of night
washed against my feet. Deny my sight
but with love let my heart's hunger sate.
O Lord have mercy, it's not too late.