Pain & torment coming your way
The reapers hacking down your door
A shroud of silence
Darkens your soul
You have no place to run or go
Take your last breath
Reeking sweat drips from your brow
You feel your time is near
A faint murmur rings in your ear
You know your time is near
Whirling & spinning your body slams down
Your course, your headed for doom
There is no answer to what you will take
Your body has rotted to waste