O Death

They call you a thief in the night
My door is open wide
And I threw away the key
When will you come and carry me away?

I have a rope; it's woven with sorrow
I long for its embrace
Will it hold me close, even tighter still?
Will it free me from my pain?

They call you a thief in the night
My door is open wide
You don't need a key
When will you come?
When will you come?
When will you come for me?

I have a blade; it's sharpened with grief
I crave its soft caress
Will it find a way to cut this torment free?
And drain my hopelessness?

They call you a thief in the night
My door is open wide
You don't need a key
When will you come?
When will you come?
When will you come for me?

I have a gun; it's loaded with tears
I'm desperate for its kiss
Will the taste be sweet, full of quick relief?
And turn my agony to bliss?

They call you a thief in the night
My door is open wide
You don't need a key
When will you come?
When will you come?
O Death, when will you come for me?



Credits
Writer(s): Brent Douglas Billock
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