Green Yeti - Old Man lyrics

Old man sits, with a gla** in his hand Hears the wind playing tunes of some band Hazy eyes, clouds of smoke in his lungs Reaching out for his last lonely song On this earth Crow flies on a straight perfect line Like the voice of the souls left behind St. Paul's orders: "The sinners must pay" What the lord gives, he then takes it away On this earth Night, bed of nails Wine, never fails Fast, words you say Had enough, pills today Tired, of yourself White, eyes and hair Slow, words you say Had enough, pills today Been Awake Long time ago Drinking Hard And getting stoned In The tomb You're calling home Old Man You'll die alone