R.I.P. — текст песни (Trouble)

Looking through the window of destiny
Casement open to the skies - no more lies
Rosemary nods upon the grave
Could`ve been saved
From the garden of the brave
She cries
Rest in peace

Soft may the worms about him creep
Never heard the children weep - he`s asleep
Rosemary nods upon the grave
Could`ve been saved
From the garden of the brave
She cries
Rest in peace

When saints go marching down the hall
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall - when pigs call Rosemary nods upon the grave
Could`ve been saved
From the garden of the brave
She cries
Rest in peace