Blackened Page — текст песни (Boiled In Lead)

Old woman, your hands are thin, and I think as scarred as mine.
Old woman, is this all a lark, or is it how you spend your time?
Old woman, they tell me here what you do is called a crime.
Old woman, your predictions aren`t worth a copper dime.
Old woman, I hate too much, I must give it vent.
Old woman, you are hiding here inside your tent.
Old woman, how much more will I have to repent?
Old woman, will I have left my mark when my days are spent?
Old woman, it is only false joy you bring.
Old woman, upon your hand I see a death`s-head ring.
Old woman, it`s our winter, and we`ll never see a spring.
Old woman, it`s time to cry, why must you still sing?
How can you have lived this long, and not give in to rage?
Don`t you understand; we`ve both outlived our age?
There is no final curtain; this is not a stage.
Can you read what`s written on this blackened page?
Old woman, tell me when to hold the sand and when to let it spill.
Old woman, tell me when the sun`s light will touch my window sill.
Old woman, tell me if it`s me or those around me who are ill.
Old woman, promise me that I will never have to kill.