[Verse 1]
It’s been a long, long time since 1882
I’m not sure how many more moons I can take
Won’t you put me in the grave?
In the Alberta pines, I had a home
I found my bones, I killed a Rose, I have hurt
When will it be my turn?

[Chorus]
There’s something to be said about a quick death, no time to wonder why
Wring out every breath, don’t fear the reaper
Know there’s an end in sight
Pity the man who can never die

[Verse 2]
In my chest is cold, cold steel
The scars I left they don’t quite heal like mine
But they’re with me all the time
Cut your teeth and move a bridge
It’s not for trying that I’m living still
But they have lacked the will

[Chorus]
There’s something to be said about a quick death, no time to wonder why
Wring out every breath, don’t fear the reaper
Know there’s an end in sight
Pity the man who can never die