From the very moment one is born,
It starts from the first breath.
There's no way to escape it.
We're born to meet our death.
If time permits we may live long
And see life's precious gift.
Or die before our life's first breath
And not know what life is.
Prolong it? Yes, one can prolong
But death will surely find you.
When it's your time to rest in peace
You'll leave this world behind you.
You cannot run. You cannot hide.
There's no way to escape.
Death is what we're born to
From the first breath that we take.