The Second Death

The Second Death

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
And there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying.
Neither shall there be any more pain,
for the former things are passed away.

You may find it hard to you, baby,
to bring me back alive.
You may kiss my hard on, hey baby,
to bring me back alive.

But the fearful, unbelieving, abominable and murderers
and whoremongers, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars
shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone,
which is the second death.

You may find it hard to you, baby,
to bring me back alive.
You may kiss my hard on, hey baby,
to bring me back alive.

You may find it hard to you, baby,
to bring me back alive.
You may kiss my hard on, hey baby,
to bring me back alive.