Here lies my body of a martyr
Struck down by the god of love.
I’ve been a wrathchild, a poor(unhappy) stranger.
My name was Dimmi f*ckin’ Argus.
I’ve never had a shelter, on this world,
I’ve drunk and drunk day after day.
I shared with you my only bread and sky,
so go down on your knees and pray:
[Chorus: ]
“God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”
In all my days, before i died,
My deeds were not always clever.
I was a victim of the need.
The vicious women and the wine.
So, “God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”....
[Guitar solo]
They meanly forced me to drag my chains,
But they didn’t manage to disgrace me.
I’ve tried to live some more, but in vane...
And I still never begged for mercy.
[Chorus:]
“God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”
In all my days, before i died,
My matters were not always clever.
I was a victim of the need.
The vicious women and the wine.
So, “God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”...
[Chorus:]
“God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”
In all my days, before i died,
My deeds were not always clever.
I was a victim of the need.
The vicious women and the wine.
So, “God bless you, have a rest in peace,
be happy in your grave forever!”...