Am I Born to Die - Steve Von Till

And then i born to die

To lay this body down

And must lie trembling

Spirit fly into a world unknown

And must lie trembling

Spirit fly into a world unknown

Soon as from Earth i go

What will become of me?

Eternal happyness, or woe?

Must then my poor son be?

Eternal happyness, or woe?

Must then my poor son be?

A land of the best shade

I’m pierced by you, my thought

That dreary of the dead

Where all things are forgot

That dreary of the dead

Where all things are forgot