People die most every day
This is just our nature’s way
We live our life with hope and dreams
It’s very short or so it seems
But in the end we all must go
To some place that we don’t know
We fill our minds with life and love
Praying to our gods above
Knowing that it’s all at hand
Where in the desert we’ll walk the sand
Knowing with our final breath
We’ll all meet a friend called DEATH