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They're taking me down, my friend
And as they uskher me off to my end
Will I bid you adieu?
Or will I be seeing you soon?
If what they say around here is true
Then we'll meet again
Me and you

My time is at hand, my dove
They're gunna pass me to that house above
Is Heaven just for victims, dear?
Where only those in pain go?
Well it takes two to tango
We will meet again, my love
I know

If you're in Heaven then you'll forgive me, dear
Because that's what they do up there
If you're in Hell, then what can I say
You probably deserved in anyway
I guess I'm gunna find out any day
For we'll meet again
And there'll be Hell to pay

Your face comes to me from the depths, dear
Your silent mouth mouths, 'Yes", dear
Dark red and big with blood
They're gunna shut me down, my love
They're gunna launch me into the stars
Well, all things come to pass
Glory hallelujah

This prayer is for you, my love
Sent on the wings of a dove
An idiot prayer of empty words
Love, dear, is strictly for the birds
We each get what we deserve
My little snow white dove
Rest assured
They're taking me down, my friend  And as they uskher me off to my end  Will I bid you adieu?  Or will I be seeing you soon?  If what they say around here is true  Then we'll meet again  Me and you    My time is at hand, my dove  They're gunna pass me to that house above  Is Heaven just for victims, dear?  Where only those in pain go?  Well it takes two to tango  We will meet again, my love  I know    If you're in Heaven then you'll forgive me, dear  Because that's what they do up there  If you're in Hell, then what can I say  You probably deserved in anyway  I guess I'm gunna find out any day  For we'll meet again  And there'll be Hell to pay    Your face comes to me from the depths, dear  Your silent mouth mouths, 'Yes", dear  Dark red and big with blood  They're gunna shut me down, my love  They're gunna launch me into the stars  Well, all things come to pass  Glory hallelujah    This prayer is for you, my love  Sent on the wings of a dove  An idiot prayer of empty words  Love, dear, is strictly for the birds  We each get what we deserve  My little snow white dove  Rest assured