Twenty minutes of pain — текст песни (Wicked angel)

Well it was just another day,
the napalm was fading away,
and the Stench was hangin` in the air.
Another round was comin` in,
and I was huggin` the ground again,
I could feel the heat of the fire.
Then everything faded to black,
and I was lyin` on my back,
blood runnin` down through my hair.
Colors were runnin` in my head;
green, yellow, black and red.
In the back of my throat,
the taste of fear.

And I`ve got twenty more minutes of pain.
I hope that I can hang on!
Time is closin` in, the needle is my only friend.
Please give me a shot of Morphine!
The clouds are lookin grey, and I don`t have much to say.
I hope the ride don`t last too long.
The sound of the blade is cutting through the shade,
and bodies scattered on the ground.
Now I`m floating away,
the chaplain, he`s starting to pray.
His voice is the only sound.

And I`ve got twenty more minutes of pain.
I hope that I can hang on!
Time is closin` in, the needle is my only friend.
Please give me a shot of Morphine!
And I`ve got twenty more minutes of pain.
I hope that I can hang on!
Time is closin` in, the needle is my only friend.
Please give me a shot of Morphine!