As the years go by

As the months come near,

I already know

That death is here.

It comes so quiet

You can hardly here,

The whispers of death

And my soul in fear.

They want to know

If I’m ready to die,

Because if I’m not

They’re not gonna try.

I get a second chance

To show them I’m all right,

To make them believe

I’m not ready for the light.

But my day has come

My life is taken,

My chance is gone

Death has awakened.