The night is going to come,
To take your light away.
You will set with the sun,
And you won’t rise with the day.
It doesn’t care who you are.
It doesn’t care about the colour of your skin,
It doesn’t care about your sex.
It doesn’t care if you are rich and famous,
It doesn’t care what you do.
Death will be the end of you.
In the end it doesn’t care.
It doesn’t care.
You can be anything:
A president,
A successful businessman,
A celebrity,
A beautiful person.
It will make you into nothing!
You are all specks,
Stuck to a spinning ball,
Your life means nothing,
Nothing at all!
From nothing you came,
And to nothing you will return.
You were snatched from the darkness,
By the hands of the selfish.
They’ve put you through this life sentence!
Conscious of your birth and impending death,
Unaware of what came before or what’s to come.
The Gods you created cannot save you,
When death comes to pull you down.
Watching as your fleeting life passes you by.
We are all going to be delivered back to the darkness we came from!
It is inevitable, everything will die!
It doesn’t care who you are!
Whether your rich or poor,
Death will make us equal!