Blessed Are The Dead

I've walked so long on my naked feet There's forbidden fruit for me to eat I carry the world suffering on my shoulders Deeper and deeper it moulders For every step I walk Two steps death heavily stalks My sadness is to deep for a tear When the sun goes down the eve I fear Every hour another form of life spices dies Over the earth death and illness flies Grey shades of guilt grows End of the world louder it roams No life or no salvation God is dead so I've read