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I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo all around I see the tragedy of young ones lyin' on the ground I see the fathers, sons and daughters, I hear the mothers cryin' Nothin' left for me to do, but whisper a prayer for the dyin' Ohh, a prayer for the dyin' The suffocatin' heat of jungles, and burnin' desert sands Where everything reminds you, you? re a stranger in a strange land The soothin' words of politicians, those bodyguards of lies While Guardian Angels waste their time and every mother cries Ohh, a prayer for the dyin', dyin', dyin' Ohh Machine gun, battle cry, you pray to God when the bullets fly The bombs fall like black rain An? all your dreams take you home again Nothin' but bad dreams You can? t read, you can? t write You? re so scared, you can? t sleep at night You try to carry the heavy load Walkin' down Armageddon road, oh, Armageddon road I hear the sound of distant thunder, echo all around I see the tragedy of young ones lyin' on the ground I see the fathers, sons and daughters, I hear the mothers cryin' Nothin' left for me to do, but, whisper a prayer for the dyin' Ohh, a prayer for the dyin', dyin' Ohh, a prayer for the dyin', baby, baby Ohh, a prayer for the dyin', dyin' Whisper a prayer for the dyin' You can? t run, you can? t hide You can? t show what you feel inside You? re goin' crazy, goin' insane You know you? ll never be the same again No, no Whisper a prayer for the dyin', dyin', dyin', dyin', dyin' No, no Armageddon road, Armageddon road I? m walkin' down Armageddon road
Writer(s): James Patrick Page, David Coverdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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