Don't Be So Sad

We're coming home from Hell tonight, across the raging sea
A lamplight's watching over me, I know where I will be
But someone's coming on, so strong
I feel his fingers reach
But I slam the door, fell on the floor
As I hear him preach
- Kneel before you speak

I've got a friend from Bethlehem, he walkes across the sea
And everything he's ever been, you chose what you should see
He bit the dust and then he just
Went down for a count to nine
But he's up again and some say when
He returns he will be doing fine
- And that it's all just a matter of time

I've got an itching sound inside my mind, the road is hard and long
And a stupid person brings me down, I scream: - Turn off that song
And i think it never, ever has been quite the way it should
And you wipe a tear
For every year
You did what you could
To constantly take the bad out of the good

But God has been asleep this week, he left us do the job
And I worked so fucking hard that I can hardly even sob
I dug with that shuffle till my hands where full of blood
And I've been crawling up
To my neck
In some stinking mud
Screaming: - Please help me God!

But as I'm coming home tonight and leaving off for shore
I promise as a friend that I won't be back no more
I'll be taking off my all soaked clothes, and lay down on the bed
As a nurse comes in
And put her cold and dry hand on my head
Whispering: - Please, don't be so sad