Apropos Mortality

Do you plan to meet us with a blade as a key?

With the strongest wish of a gate and white robes, lush choirs?

Don’t kid yourself, we’re decomposing tonight

The ground costs thousands

Time will move on without you

You know that more than I do

But would you leave the world with everybody you know

Saying “I should’ve, I could’ve”?

I hope that can hold you back tonight

We’ll get through it, but that won’t stop you

From being crushed by the weight of everybody leaving you