My Time is Up
My limbs are feeble
My bones feel weak
My strength is failing
My sight is fading
My wits are eroding
My breath is dying
I feel so weary.
My mind is travelled
My soul is troubled
The saints are calling
Demons alike
I hear both voices
Death is knocking
The Judge is waiting.
My sins are heavy
My heart is burdened
My lips are whispering
My last confessions
The hours is nigh
Death has come
My time is up.
