Contemplate the end, my friend

Doctors tell you one thing

And next day, it’s something else

There’s no one here to trust

It’s time to sing, dear one

To serenade the Death Angel

Not to stop what must be

But in acceptance of inevitability

Don’t recoil from your vulnerability

All this lives must die

Smiling Death takes your hand

And joins your song in perfect duet

It’s time for a new adventure, he tells you

Come, follow me.