When he comes for you
There is no hope
Once your number’s up
There’s no way out
All our days are numbered
We live on borrowed time
The end of our journey
Mapped in the stars
Follows us like a shadow
If he is merciful
It will be quick
A long suffering
If his humour kicks in
There’s no way out
No where to run
You breath your last
When the sun goes down
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