About to Die Songtext
von Procol Harum

About to die, the crowds applaud you
Afraid to die, they′ll resurrect you
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Light the way for the Savior's son
A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down


About to die, the crowds reward you
About to die, their cheers ignore you
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Make welcome for the chosen one
No candle burned with fire enough to tear that city down

About to die, the crowds applaud me
Afraid to die, they′ll resurrect me
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Light the way for the Savior's son
A candle burning bright enough to tear that city down