Archangel of Death

So, it's all over

I've gotta tell you I must go

I was born a child of winter

I was born to walk alone

Let the cold wind blow through my bones

The angel of death by my side

Let the good lord turn to stone

Won't abide, oh no

Oh no

So, it is over

We must reap what we've sown

I just can't stay here any longer

I was born a rolling stone

Let the cold wind blow through my bones

The angel of death by my side

Let the good lord turn to stone

Won't abide, oh no

Oh no

Let me go now

Let me leave in grace

Let the cold winds blow straight in my face

Let the frost bite, pale angels be petrified

Let it be known, I won't abide

Let the cold wind blow through my bones

The angel of death by my side

Let the good lord turn to stone

I won't abide, oh no

Let the cold wind blow through my bones

The angel of death by my side

Let the good lord turn to stone

Won't abide, oh no

No, I won't