When Death Comes To Get Me

When death comes to get me
I'll be ready, waiting
it will take my soul
my right to live any longer
I will be over with
I'll go to the afterlife
start anew


I won't be excoriated
nor will I scathe myself
I will be among others
I'll be united with loved ones
and I will live on as a memory
a shadow
watching from behind the curtains of life

the ones that haven't passed on
I will be watching, carefully
my love will be praying
and I the same

When Death comes to get me
I will need no grieving
No Salvation
no identity will be of me
except a withering stone
bearing my name and sins
consumed in my own deception

When Death Comes To Get Me
I'll be ready
Waiting