From those around I hear a Cry,

A muffled sob, a Hopeless sigh,

I hear their footsteps leaving slow,

And then I know my soul must Fly!

A chilly wind begins to blow,

within my soul, from Head to Toe,

And then, Last Breath escapes my lips,

It's Time to leave. And I must Go!

So, it is True (But it's too Late)

They said: Each soul has its Given Date,

When it must leave its body's core,

And meet with its Eternal Fate.



Oh mark the words that I do say,

Who knows? Tomorrow could be your Day,

At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell

Decide which now, Do NOT delay !

Come on my brothers let's pray

Decide which now, Do NOT delay !



Oh God! Oh God! I cannot see !

My eyes are Blind! Am I still Me

Or has my soul been led astray,

And forced to pay a Priceless Fee

Alas to Dust we all return,

Some shall rejoice, while others burn,

If only I knew that before

The line grew short, and came my Turn!

And now, as beneath the sod

They lay me (with my record flawed),

They cry, not knowing I cry worse,

For, they go home, I face my God!



Oh mark the words that I do say,

Who knows, Tomorrow could be your Day,

At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell

Decide which now, Do NOT delay !

Come on my brothers let's pray

Decide which now, do not delay ....