From those around I hear a Cry,
Oh God ! Oh God !
My eyes are blind !

From those around I hear a Cry, 
muffled sob, a Hopeless sigh, 
I hear their footsteps leaving slow, 
And then I know my soul must Fly! 
chilly wind begins to blow, 
Within my soul, from Head to Toe, 
And then, Last Breath escapes my lips, 
It's Time to leave. And I must Go! 
So, it is [bad word] (But it's too Late)
They said: Each soul has it's Given Date, 
When it must leave it's body's core, 
And meet with it's Eternal Fate.

Oh mark the words that I do say, 
Who knows? Tomorrow could be your Day, 
At last, [bad word] to Heaven or [bad word] Decide which now, Do NOT delay! [bad word] on my brothers let's pray
Decide which now, Do NOT delay! 

Oh God! Oh God! I cannot see! 
My eyes are Blind! I still Me
Or has my soul been led astray, 
And forced to pay a Priceless Fee
Alas to Dust we all return, 
Some shall rejoice, while others burn, 
If only I knew that before
The line grew short, and came my Turn! 
And now, as beneath the sod
They lay me (with my record flawed), 
They cry, not knowing I cry worse, 
For, they go home, I face my God! 

Oh mark the words that I do say, 
Who knows, Tomorrow could be your Day, 
At last, [bad word] to Heaven or [bad word] Decide which now, Do NOT delay! [bad word] on my brothers let's pray
Decide which now, do not delay...