A death angle passed by you,
you fell straight to the floor,
she said to you "don't worry, theres no use for you no more"
i was wondering why you left us here,
you kept here all the peace,
now why all of a sudden,
is it the death rail that you seek,
i was told is wasn't murder,
nor suicide i think,
it was the blasting death angle,
that took you while you sleep,
another day goes by,
i see you there lye still,
apart of me is wishing,
they refuse to read your will,
again tell me why you left me here,
i would have certainly come,
along that old dirt track and to the next life I'll move on
