I walk through blue
With a cloud over my head
Because I lost someone dear
To this thing we call dead

His name is the Grim
He creeps through the night
But no one knows he's there
For he disappears out of sight

He wears this cloak
Long and very dark black
When he is looking for you
You better watch your back!

But do not try too
Hard to escape, my friend
For each and every one
Of our lives must come to an end

Try not to be controlled
By this emotion named fright
For if you led a good life
The road ahead is quite bright

When Death reaches you
He's just lerring your soul free
Yo are not gone forever
And this you must see

For when this life is ended
Another life has begun
Do not be scared my friend
This life could be horrid or fun

As your spirit floats up
And the clouds drift apart
You will see the almighty Him
And the ones close to your heart.