The sun does rise the sun does set, another day goes by
One day closer one more day, to the day that you will die
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Long ago when you were young, death was far away
In a mirror now behold, your gray hair is here to stay
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Your youth is gone your eyes are dim, you need a cane to walk
The people that you meet, you they only mock
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Very soon, all to soon, you will breathe your last
Your life will be snuffed out...your memory has past
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Where will you go then? To Heaven or to Hell?
You'll go to Hell to burn! Forever there you'll dwell
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You lived in wanton greed, in debauchery and lust
With your soul you will now pay, your gold has turned to rust
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Death is at the door, for you he will not knock
Your rotting caucus will lay cold...Grim Reaper will not baulk