lyin on the cold hard ground with the echoes of a canon round my lungs are full of smoke and fear and the rain is mixin with my tears oh save me clara i fear i m fadin hold me clara don t keep me waitin i don t have long my hands are lyin on the ground i can t feel what they re sayin haunted by the terrible sound of the priest above me prayin oh save me clara i fear i m fadin hold me clara don t keep me waitin i don t have long