Whether my last remains are buried or to ash does burn
I am of Nature and to her i'll return
In some future day whenever that will be
My best days are gone time is running out on me
I am just a mortal like a mouse or a rat
The Reaper will claim my life's breath as i were a dog or a cat
The monarch and the president on some future day
Where the earth worm lives as dead as dead will lay
'Tis a fact of life and fact does never lie
That they are mortals and born to die
For everyone of us there is a final Fall
There is a last night and last day for us all
The one that most do fear and none does celebrate
The Reaper of lives between all life forms does not differentiate.
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