Death

Death Death is silence - A time for mourning, A time for grieving. An indirect warning, Life isn't forever. There's a limited time - Then, upon your tombstone Is carved a rhyme. Their flowers cast Upon your grave, For all the love That you once gave. It makes your senses Dark and dead To think someday, A coffin, your bed. Loved ones dying all around, Reuniting under ground. Sooner than you think You'll join them too. So give all you can give, There's nothing you can do.