No Waking

There is no waking for the dead

No bliss après the rattle's moan

Life is a needle we must thread

Death is our ceasing cast in stone

There is no better place than this

No paradise past Heaven's gate

Life is a sweet and tender kiss

Death is our unforgiving fate

There is no waking from the crypt

No lights beyond the reaper's door

Life is a dandy destined script

Death is our end and nothing more