Death At My Door
In the middle of the night lies my fear
I see new heaven calling for my dear
A river of water flows from the origin of tears
The earths yell so high in sadness and I heard
When I am silent and never been heard
A sound from my door and I am quicken
I looked at my feet for I am far above the earth taken
The angels sing welcome and the church bell is ringing goodbyes
From all we can choose but for death comes with no choice
A look at the new home in it beautiful kind it worth coming
Far from where I am from in it challenging nature worth not leaving
Death comes like a thief in the night but it knock at my own door
Death at my door calling me for it’s near
I trade it all but only this I have to share
I cried out loud but no one come for my care
The fog is gone now I see things than they appear
I went too far but I have nothing to fear
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