I cast my mortal coil beneath
The waves that crash upon your sands.
I herald those that bare my wreath
Within their loved and trusting hands
To show the love I had in life
(Despite the wars that raged within)
To you my once beloved wife
The light of peace will raise again.
To leave this world, our only fate.
The life before must have its time
For death, no one decides to wait,
Our final thoughts? They long to shine.
The spark of godliness is ours
To use our time as best we could
Return to him our final hours
We try to be all that we should.
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