Testo Murder Me

Too blind to seeWhat's going on with meToo dumb to cryToo dead to dieNervously I'm standing thereToo numb to breath the airSomething's wrong, certainlyThat I'm aware of:they'll murder meI hear a crow is cawing over my headSome men are talking about my deathSmell of rotten flesh fills up the airMy brothers are killed and hanging thereToo blind to see what's going on with meSomething's wrong, certainlyToo dumb to cry, too dead to dieThey're killing meOh my mother can you see,Oh father set me freeI'm missing the times when the pastures were mineI grazed with my herd in a wonderful timeHey, white dressed menwith blood on your handsFirst see what I see and then murder meA rumbling sound, a sudden jerkA murky track, a lowing hurtI see the end, my years declineI see the end of the lineThe deadly trap: A single snapA bolt was shot into my neckIt's allright, certainlyThe good god sets me freeOh my mother can you see,Oh father set me freeI'm missing the times when the pastures were mineI grazed with my herd in a wonderful timeHey, white dressed menwith blood on your handsFirst see what I see and then murder me