• Hold your breath for it may be your last
    Say goodbye to the ones you love
    For you’ll soon be in the clouds above
    The God of Death moves fast

    The time of the living has passed
    It is now when push comes to shove
    Stained black is the once white dove
    The sea of blood is vast

    But to hang your head is to shame
    Fear is now infantile
    Death is the end of Life’s game

    So lift your head and remember your name
    And in the face of Death you will smile
    “I am ready for you.”