What sees thee when thou stares into the deep black night
Does unseen terror grab you by the throat and race thy heart
Is this the hour that your restless soul lifts and takes its flight
That final last moment when physical and spirit does surly part
Is this the grand finish for which we mortals live our lives in dread
Ah yes, this time for all born in this life will for certain come to all
Swift flight for whom are chosen, a dark abyss for those already dead
Oh the sorrow for those who live in terror when night begins to fall
