Silently fading into the unknown
Waiting for darkness to take my soul home
This life gave me nothing but a name for my grave
A long wish to die, and escape from the pain
The righteous may bless the old and the young
But I was not blessed by anyone
And now when it's over, it wont take long
Until I descend, until I am gone
Thy kingdom come
Blessed be the poor
Be the sick
Be the meek
And blessed art thee
Blessed be the old
Be the week
Be the young