The Angel Of Death Lyrics - The Devil Makes Three

In the great book of John you'll wonder the day 

When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay 

The angel of death will come from the sky 

And claim up your soul when the day comes to die 

When the angel of death comes down after you 

Can you smile and say that you have been true 

Can you truthfully say with your dying breath 

That you're ready to meet the angel of death 

When the lights all grow dim and the dark shadows creep 

And your loved ones have gathered to weep 

Can you face them and say with your dying breath 

That you're ready to meet the angel of death 

When the angel of death comes down after you 

Can you smile and say that you have been true 

Can you truthfully say with your dying breath 

That you're ready to meet the angel of death