Sitting here
I want to relax but I'm pressed by these thoughts that conceive the fear
Of all the people that I love and hold dear; dying,
Just the thought of them leaving here and not saying goodbye
And to be honest it confirms all my fears
To know that one day death with claim everybody that's here
To know that one day death is going to stand right at my door
One day I'm going to die and not be here anymore...