• The end has come
    The end is near
    And now I have no time left here
    I must move on
    My time has come
    A new life is here yet mine is done

    A better place for me;
    Holding all memory
    I've sat and waited for this call
    So long you'd think nothing at all,
    Of death's small voice
    I cannot wait
    I resign into my fate
    As I slip into her sweet embrace
    A song of life
    The last thing I hear
    Is a new cry of joy for all to hear?