he who comes to die(A.Melleby)
the leaves stayed green this year
refusing to fall down on the ground
refusing to let go
patiently awaiting
he who comes to die
the poison running through his veins
leading to the change of his heart
taking him the painful way
back to the start
and to the three
once giving him shade
through the childhood years
up against the mighty trunk
a spade stands awaiting
to let him go
from rags to riches
from an angel to dust
in his latter years
giving in to the tears
longing back to the essential love
to what created it all
in darkness he was created
in darkness he shall fall
the leaves stayed green this year
refusing to fall down on the ground
refusing to let go
patiently awaiting
he who comes to die
he who comes to die
he who comes to die
he who comes to die
he´s dead
but he won´t lie down
