My Dying Time Lyrics

Chosen thing, I have become
broken stave, and overrun.

In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed.

Servant to what's offering,
the poisoned ground I've fallen in.

In my dying time you're all that is real.
In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed.
In my dying time you're all that is real.
In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed.

In my dying time you're all that is real.
In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed.
In my dying time you're all that is real.
In my dying time my wounds shall all be healed