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.