The Priest and the Matador - Senses Fail

Here I lie, I’m staring at

Clouds in shapes of dogs and cats

I hear a woman start to yell

«Oh, dear god, I think he fell!»

I’m the arrow shot straight to Hell from the bow of William Tell

My body lies kissing the ground like a cross turned upside down

A priest is rushing to my side

Begins to read me my last rites

«Father, you’re too late, my faith is weak

So won’t you save your half-hearted speech?»

I’m the arrow shot straight to Hell from the bow of William Tell

My body lies kissing the ground like a cross turned upside down

A man bends down and says, «Son

We’re gonna get through this one!

Take my hand, and let us pray!»

I scream, «Please get the fuck away!»

I’m the arrow shot straight to Hell from the bow of William Tell

My body lies kissing the ground like a cross turned upside down

The ambulance is singing as cops push back the crowd

I start to take my last breath as blood pours out my mouth

The medic’s walking my way, I think this could be it

I hear him start to state, «The time of death is half past six…»

I’m the arrow shot straight to Hell…

I’m the arrow shot straight to Hell…