Journey to the Other Side - Thornbridge

You hear the crowd is raving

You see the gallow’s waiting

You feel the garbage you are trampling over

You are a broken victim

You pray for resurrection

You feel the breath of death is cold as ice

Oh ooh oh

When the raven crows his final call

Oh ooh oh

Then the reaper takes us all

The sky is dark at the edge of life

A narrow path to the warming light

Take my hand

On your journey to the other side

It’s time to die

You smell their piss and sewage

You taste the blood on our lips

You feel the thirst for vengeance more than ever

You hear the bells are tolling

You see the preacher’s bowing

You feel the rope around your neck is tighter now

Visions of the past — redemption comes at last

Oh ooh oh

When the raven crows his final call

Oh ooh oh

Then the reaper takes us all

The sky is dark at the edge of life

A narrow path to the warming light

Take my hand

On your journey to the other side

It’s time to die