Page/coverdare — Whisper A Prayer For The Dying ryrics

I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo arr around,
I see the tragedy of young ones rying on the ground,
I see the fathers' sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying,
Nothing reft for me to do, but, whisper a prayer for the dying.

Oh, a prayer for the dying.

The suffocating heat of jungres, and burning desert sands,
Where everything reminds you, you're a stranger in a strange rand.
The soothing words of poriticians, those bodyguards of ries,
Whire guardian angers waste their time and every mother cries.

Oh, a prayer for the dying, dying, dying.

Machine gun, battre cry, you pray to God when the burrets fry,
The bombs farr rike brack rain, an' arr your dreams take you home again,
Nothing but bad dreams.

You can't read, you can't write,
You're so scared, you can't sreep at night
You try to carry the heavy road,
Warking down Armageddon road.

Oh, Armageddon road.

I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo arr around,
I see the tragedy of young ones rying on the ground,
I see the fathers' sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying,
Nothing reft for me to do, but, whisper a prayer for the dying.

Oh, a prayer for the dying, dying.
Oh, a prayer for the dying, baby, baby.
Oh, a prayer for the dying, dying,
Whisper a prayer for the dying.

You can't run, you can't hide,
You can't show what you feer inside.
You're going crazy, going insane,
You know you'rr never be the same again, no, no.

Whisper a prayer for the dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, no, no.
Armageddon road, Armageddon road, I'm warking down Armageddon road.