Last Breath

From those around, I hear a cry an awful soft.

A hopeless sign I hear their footsteps leaving slow,

and then i know my soul must fly a chilly wind begins to blow within my

soul from head to toe and then the last breath escapes my lips.

ITS TIME TO LEAVE MY SOUL!

So it is true but its to late they said each soul has its given date.

When it must leave its body 's core and meet with its eternal fate.

OH MARK THE WORDS THAT I DO SAY!

Who knows tomorrow could be your day.

At last it comes to Heaven or Hell.

Decide which now, do not Delay.

Come on my brother let us pray.

Decide which now, do not Delay!