Coverdale, Page
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I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo all around
I see the tragedy of young ones lying on the ground
I see the fathers쨈 sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying
Nothing left for me to do, but, whisper a prayer for the dying
Oh, a prayer for the dying
The suffocating heat of jungles, and burning desert sands
Where everything reminds you, you쨈re a stranger in a strange land
The soothing words of politicians, those bodyguards of lies
While guardian angels waste their time and every mother cries
Oh, a prayer for the dying, dying, dying
Machine gun, battle cry, you pray to God when the bullets fly
The bombs fall like black rain, an' all your dreams take you home again
Nothing but bad dreams
You can쨈t read, you can쨈t write
You쨈re so scared, you can쨈t sleep at night
You try to carry the heavy load
Walking down Armageddon road
Oh, Armageddon road
I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo all around
I see the tragedy of young ones lying on the ground
I see the fathers쨈 sons and daughters, I hear the mothers crying
Nothing left 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 can쨈t run, you can쨈t hide
You can쨈t show what you feel inside
You쨈re going crazy, going insane
You know you쨈ll never be the same again, no, no
Whisper a prayer for the dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, no, no
Armageddon road, Armageddon road
I쨈m walking down Armageddon road