The heart stopped beating,
Or so my mother said
But what does she know about the dead?

She can’t hear nor see them,
So what does she know?
Only I can hear their cries of woe

But life is still young,
Or so they say,
But for me, it is but one moment away

I can see the stars that shine,
But the clouds draw in,
And so does the end, my time wears thin

It’s over now, its over now,
I can’t feel it anymore,
So now I must go, now I will go through the door.